My wife was fucked until she passed out

"What are you doing here so late?"
his wife asked after Mo Xiaoyan left. "Did you come out looking for me?"
Feng Quan didn't answer, but instead asked her, "..."
His wife didn't speak, so he couldn't deny it. "Is that so?"
Feng Quan pressed again. "Don't you think you're being unreasonable?"
His wife said. Feng Quan didn't answer, but stepped forward and pulled her into his arms from the front. His wife was a little surprised. Feng Quan lowered his head and whispered to her, "You're worried about me, aren't
you?" "...Let go!"
his wife said seriously. "Are you angry, baby?"
Feng Quan said gently with a smile, and as he spoke, he hugged her even tighter. "Let go of me!" "
My wife struggled a little, but Feng Quan ignored her completely. Instead, he tightened his grip, wrapping his arms around her waist from the front and clamping her upper body between his legs. To him, her weak struggles seemed like a positive response. At that moment, my wife felt that his arms had such a large area of coverage. He could hold her so tightly, even though she was so tall. In our past life together, she had never felt her body so tightly surrounded by a man. In fact, since middle school, she had fantasized that her future boyfriend or husband would be a tall, slightly slender boy who could hold her, who was taller than most girls." He completely enveloped her body; only then did he deserve to be her boyfriend. Whenever Feng Quan held her, she felt a special sense of security. But today, she harbored a great deal of resentment, even having just promised Mo Xiaoyan that she would break up with him. So when Feng Quan started to hug her, she genuinely resisted, wanting him to let go so they could talk seriously. But no matter how much she struggled, he wouldn't budge. "Okay, stop it. I feel like I haven't hugged you in so long. I've missed you so much," Feng Quan said gently, lowering his head to whisper in her ear. Because he was hugging her so tightly, his wife felt her body completely pressed against his, even her breathing was obstructed. However, his indestructible, masculine muscles and her soft, supple body created a harmonious resonance. His body seemed to have formed a magical understanding; whether it was body temperature or touch, the contact created a wonderful feeling.
His slightly warmer body against her skin perfectly countered the slight chill of the night sea breeze. As her soft skin nestled against his muscular body, an overwhelming sense of security welled up within her. At that moment, she felt incredibly small and vulnerable. She willingly became a weak woman, listening to Feng Quan's gentle and constant comforting words. Her anger gradually transformed into a feeling of grievance, and she didn't even realize when tears were streaming down her face. Her previously forceful tone had long since changed. "Don't mind me. Don't you love playing ball and rowing? Go on," her voice trembled with tears. "Okay, okay, let's not fight anymore. I won't do it next time, alright?" Feng Quan said, and immediately pressed his lips to hers. His wife had virtually no room to dodge, only symbolically turning her head. She wanted to say something more, but felt her lips pressed tightly against two soft skins... Their lips met tightly. Feng Quan's lips, like his body, were powerful, but the texture was completely different. They felt incredibly soft and comfortable against hers. Then he opened his mouth and skillfully slipped his tongue into hers. Although his wife hadn't fully forgiven him and wasn't entirely willing, she couldn't resist his intrusion. The force of his tongue even surpassed the strength of her jaw closing. He used the tip of his tongue to slightly pry open a small gap, and then the rest of his tongue relentlessly conquered the fortress of her mouth.
A smell of tobacco mixed with alcohol instantly filled her mouth. She didn't like this taste, but Feng Quan's tongue accurately found its match. His wife felt a flexible and powerful organ quickly attach itself to her tongue. She suddenly felt a cool sensation invade her entire taste buds, as if an anesthetic had been injected there. Her tongue instantly and involuntarily intertwined with the invading organ. These two internal organs were thus intertwined, like two separate entities. Feng Quan gradually moved his tongue out of her mouth, and his wife's tongue followed suit. They were now feeling the different temperature of each other's tongues in the air, their tongues intertwining, skillfully licking every untouched part. The feeling of their different taste organs merging and feeling each other's softness was unparalleled. His wife felt that his saliva on her tongue had a unique taste; she liked it very much and even wanted to savor this special taste more. "Are you not angry anymore?"
Feng Quan moved his lips away and asked softly. His wife didn't agree. The discord that afternoon instantly flashed through her mind, making her more alert. She took the opportunity to push his hand away from her chest. "Let go of me!" "
After saying that, she turned to leave again. How could Feng Quan let her go? He reached out his right hand and gently pulled her back into his arms. Actually, he could tell from his wife's behavior that she was struggling desperately. He regretted asking her that question earlier. 'Let go, or I'll be rude to you.' 'Stop it, okay?'
Feng Quan said with a serious expression. 'Let go of me!' His wife said, reaching out and pinching his arm. Feng Quan didn't care and showed no expression. Then he put his mouth to her again. His wife seemed to passively accept it, but the feeling was too much for her to resist. She felt her whole body getting hot, and the sensation of the opposite sex on her tongue had spread all over her body. At this moment, Feng Quan released his embrace and placed his right hand directly on her chest. 'What are you doing? Let go of me!'
His wife felt his hand on her chest and reached out to forcefully open his hand. A trace of anger still remained in her mind. This anger, which gave rise to so-called rationality, made her not want to let him go so easily. 'No, can we not be done yet?'"
Seeing this, Feng Quan's expression suddenly became even more serious. "Get out of my way! I'm not finished with you!" His
wife, seeing this, shouted back without backing down, "Don't come after me, or I'll be rude to you!"
Feng Quan's voice rose, "You dare!"
Hearing this, his wife became even more defiant. Feng Quan reached out and roughly touched her breasts. In fact, his wife's breasts were already swollen and about to burst out of her clothes, her nipples hard and erect, pressing against her bra. They seemed to be filled with the energy of desire; she longed for his large hands to touch her breasts. Then, by kneading and squeezing, he released the energy that was about to erupt. Feng Quan had long known this weakness of hers. He placed his hands on her breasts and lightly grabbed and squeezed them a few times. His wife immediately felt a tingling sensation spread throughout her body from her breasts as he kneaded them. At this moment, she craved more of this kneading. Feng Quan no longer held back. His hand reached directly inside her dress from the neckline, touching the real skin of her breasts above her bra. While holding them, he gently flicked her firm nipple with his index finger. His wife suddenly felt all her strength drain away, as if something familiar had been injected into her. A particularly intense itch shot down to his feet. He extended his left middle finger, accurately locating her vagina through her pantyhose and underwear. Then, he placed his middle finger between her labia, feeling the soft material and the surrounding soft groove. A wetness seeped through her pantyhose and underwear, soaking his finger. He then gently rotated his finger a few times, feeling as if his labia were being polished—a massage-like polishing. It seemed to understand her current physical state perfectly, knowing exactly how to bring her to the most comfortable state, even she herself didn't know. "Do you think I dare!"
Feng Quan said domineeringly. "You bastard!" His wife was still trying her best to maintain her dignity and remain defiant, but her tone was completely out of control. Her voice trembled as she said this, but she still made a move to break free from him. "Say it again!"
Feng Quan said, his smile completely gone, his tone harsh, as if daring to do it again would result in even greater punishment. "You bastard!" My
wife tried to control her tone, but her voice wouldn't rise: "I'll teach you to curse!"
Feng Quan released his hand from her lower body, raised his palm and slapped my wife's buttocks under her skirt. The sound was soft and weak, barely audible through her clothes. At the same time, his right hand also kneaded her breasts. He extended his index finger and teased her nipple, "Ouch~~!"
In fact, his wife's lower body was already wide open, overflowing with desire. After Feng Quan's unreasonable stimulation of her sensitive areas, how could her lower body not respond? It felt as if countless creatures were crawling along the walls of her vagina, needing a hot, hard body to enter it. Feng Quan's palm struck her lower buttocks, the part closest to her vagina. The skin and fat in this area were very elastic, and the force of the slap made her skin feel a burning sensation accompanied by a numb pain. Her elasticity immediately spread this sensation, and it spread rapidly. Naturally, her vagina, which was closest and most sensitive, could not be spared. She felt a slight burning numbness shoot straight into her genitals, making her genitals, which were now strongly craving stimulation, feel a strange care. The pain after being slapped was different from the direct caress of a hand, different from the careful and gentle licking of a tongue. It was a more direct and pleasurable stimulation. The pain and the itching of her labia collided and produced a wonderful pleasure. At the same time, she felt an indescribable sense of pleasure, a joy akin to willingly being conquered.
"Still want to curse?"
Feng Quan knew this was a method he had just developed yesterday, and his wife was incredibly sensitive to it. "You're bullying me~~~!"
His wife's confidence completely crumbled, her voice soft and alluring, her eyes glazed over as she spoke. Her body was too weak to resist, limp and about to collapse. "I'm just loving you," Feng Quan said, then used his index finger, through her stockings and panties, to probe the center of her labia. It was a moist, soft texture, incredibly comfortable to touch. Not everyone's fingers are fortunate enough to experience such a pleasurable sensation. "Oh~~~!"
His wife could no longer hide her true feelings; she uttered this sound of surrender, a sound representing her body losing strength due to the eruption of desire. With that painful yet ecstatic moan, her hands no longer tried to stop Feng Quan's advances. Instead, they reached out to embrace his neck. In that instant, all her strength seemed to vanish; before she could even touch him, her legs gave way, and her body went limp, collapsing completely into his arms…
No matter what she had thought before, her body's dependence on Feng Quan was now irresistible. Her body succumbed to everything, and so did her will. Seeing this, Feng Quan gently held her tightly. His wife's body was noticeably different now; there was no longer any stiff resistance, but a soft, yielding embrace. Then, Feng Quan gently cupped her chin with one hand and passionately kissed her lips. His wife offered no resistance whatsoever. Instead, she pressed herself against him with equal passion, and the two kissed passionately once more. Her hands clung tightly to Feng Quan's body, and she even used greater force than him to lick her tongue, desperately savoring every drop of saliva, as if afraid of missing a single drop. Feng Quan's desire burned to its limit; he now needed to touch his wife's skin with his own. If he couldn't touch her, he feared he would be instantly melted by lust. While responding to her passionate kiss, his hands could no longer gently caress his body; he needed to feel more physical contact with her. He slipped his left hand deep inside her bra again… He could now feel the warmth of her breasts without any pressure; it was truly a magical place, providing his hands with the most comfortable temperature regardless of the season. His wife's feelings weren't entirely the same. He enjoyed the touch, while she enjoyed the pleasurable sensation of her sensitive area being caressed. Both felt equally good, experiencing the strange contact each other was giving their bodies. Their desire naturally intensified. Feng Quan forcefully increased his movements, seemingly wanting to press his entire body against his wife's. His wife, exhausted from the caresses, could only barely stand by relying on his support. The pleasurable sensation from Feng Quan's touch, coupled with the urge for deeper stimulation, had already overwhelmed her. She gasped and moaned, and whether intentionally or unintentionally, as Feng Quan leaned forward, she simply couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed onto the beach. Feng Quan followed, falling onto her completely. They faced each other for a second, then almost simultaneously pressed their lips together. At the same time, his wife wrapped her arms tightly around his neck. His tall frame pressed against hers without feeling oppressive; instead, she felt a blissful sense of being cherished. She truly loved being cared for by him. Lying on the ground, she seemed... This seemed to give Feng Quan more room to maneuver. His hands had never left his wife's upper body, continuing their frantic kneading while his mouth moved to other parts of her upper body. He knew her weaknesses inside and out, and once he attacked, he could hit her right away. His wife felt a cool breath touch behind her earlobe, and her whole body trembled. The frenzied stimulation of her breasts and head was too much for her to bear. Her legs tensed, and she kicked the sand beneath her feet in agony. Whether it was from the overwhelming pleasure or the lack of balance in her lower body, her skirt was already disheveled and spread across her body, exposing most of her beautiful legs. The fine sand on the beach clung to her stockings, as if the sand had come to life in the night, wanting to take advantage and cling to her thighs, savoring the exquisite texture of her silk-stockinged legs. As they embraced and passionately kissed, they unconsciously switched positions several times; traces of their rolling around were visible on the sand. Just as Feng Quan was on top again for what seemed like the umpteenth time, he finally remembered to reach for her lower body. His wife's inner thighs had been eagerly awaiting his touch, the soft stockings clinging tightly to her skin. Playfully rubbing against her skin, the comfortable sensation made her crave his caresses even more. Feng Quan's hand simply stroked her thigh a few times, but couldn't wait to move to her waist. He explored the top of her pantyhose with his index finger, gently pulled it outwards, and then slipped his entire right hand inside. He then pulled open the waistband of her panties, and immediately felt a soft, smooth forest blocking his way. His wife was startled and quickly grabbed his right hand. "Don't touch here!" she said breathlessly. "What's wrong?"
Feng Quan asked. "We're outside, someone might come later," his wife said in a calmer tone. "It's okay, who would be here this late?" Feng Quan said, trying to reach further inside. "No, you haven't washed your hands," his wife said, squeezing her legs tightly together. She was always very careful about her private parts, afraid of catching any germs, because she knew that gynecological diseases could be very painful. "Then I won't touch it with my hand." "Okay," Feng Quan said, taking his hand out again. "Let's go back." His wife made a move to get up. "No need to go back!"
Feng Quan said, standing up and then reaching out to pick up his wife, walking towards the nearby woods. "Hey, what are you doing!"
His wife was held tightly by him and couldn't struggle free. "It's so nice here, don't you want to experience nature?" Feng Quan put her down in the woods, and before she could move, he pressed down on her again. "No, what if someone comes?" His wife said, a little frightened. "Don't worry, nothing will happen." He then reached under her skirt with a bit of force and pulled it down, pulling off her pantyhose and underwear. He then quickly ripped off one of her stockings, completely exposing her vagina, and her legs could be spread open freely. "Ah! No, stop it, it's too dangerous here!"
His wife still disagreed. "What's wrong with it? It's so boring staying in the room all the time!"
But Feng Quan ignored him completely, quickly pulling down his shorts. His penis, already hot and hard for some time, didn't hesitate and thrust directly towards her vagina. His wife tried to close her legs to stop him, but he forcefully pried them open with his hands. His glans, glistening in the moonlight, recklessly pressed against the area slightly above her vaginal opening. Despite the resistance, he showed no fear, smoothly moving downwards against the skin above her vagina, as if unafraid of going the wrong way, believing that this movement would surely find her entrance. Sure enough, upon reaching the entrance, they filed in without hesitation…
Chapter 24.
The wife instantly felt that hot, cylindrical object invade her body. She was completely powerless to resist. The pleasurable sensation of his penis scraping against her vaginal walls was irresistible. She had already been aroused by Feng Quan, her vagina unbearably itchy. The moment the glans entered, it first spread apart her labia, making way for the rest of the penis. Then… the small bones on his penis… The penis rubbed against her itchy vaginal walls, and oh, the feeling was absolutely wonderful. When it was fully inside, she could clearly feel her empty vagina instantly filled and filled. The hot, hard thing pressed against her skin, and the feeling of being possessed made her incredibly happy. So, instantly, the skin inside her vagina obediently clung to his penis. Feng Quan's penis was enveloped by this soft skin, experiencing the touch he had longed for most, and it instantly swelled up again. This comfortable feeling was enough to arouse him even more. With so much potential, once inside, he always lingered to enjoy it a little longer. The soft skin tightly enveloped his penis, and even without moving, he felt as if he were in paradise. His wife knew that resistance was futile at this point, and besides, her desire had reached its peak. Feng Quan's intrusion completely made her abandon all her worries. Whatever, let it be. This comfortable experience would be bliss even if she died instantly. And this was just inside. His thrusting made her both love and fear. She loved the incredibly comfortable friction that constantly stimulated her sensitive areas, causing a current to circulate within her body. She feared that this comfortable feeling would become too frequent and unbearable when he accelerated later...
Feng Quan paused for a few seconds and then began to use the strength of his waist to move his body back and forth. At first, he thrust slowly, allowing his penis to fully enjoy the soft vaginal walls. When he pulled out, he could feel a reluctant attraction there. When he re-entered, the glans had to undergo friction equal to the length of his penis. The skin there was truly amazing, providing him with the most comfortable massage. The immense pleasure brought to his penis was unbearable. "Oh!"
Feng Quan couldn't help but groan from time to time, unable to resist the extreme comfort. His wife felt even more intensely than him. Each time his large glans entered and exited, it would slightly open her vaginal opening. The instant that opening brought her tremendous stimulation, filling her entire body around her vagina with an electric current. Then, as he entered, the uneven surface of his penis would rub against her incredibly tender vaginal skin. The tingling sensation turned into a numbing sensation, sending electric currents coursing through her body. "Ah! ~ Hmm ~ ~!"
She responded gently and comfortably to each of his thrusts, while reaching out to tightly embrace the boy. This was from the bottom of her heart. Why was this boy so outstanding? Not only did he have a handsome face and a model-like physique, but he also... His penis was also perfectly shaped. Why was it so well-developed, so hard and erect? When erect, it was glossy and magnificent, not at all repulsive. Any previous aversion to male reproductive organs completely vanished with his penis. She even wished it could stay inside her vagina forever—how blissful that would be! The moment it entered her vagina, her whole body would instantly go limp, powerless, only able to feel large amounts of fluid flowing out, completely uncontrollable. She truly loved this boy; every inch of his skin was so precious. At these moments, she couldn't help but want to hold him tightly, never wanting him to leave. "Splash!"
Just as the two were enjoying the most beautiful moment in the world, a tree nearby suddenly rustled its leaves, making this sound. "Ah!"
His wife screamed in surprise, and Feng Quan immediately stopped what he was doing. To be honest, doing this on a beach at night is bound to make you nervous and scared. They both looked up and saw a bird, of some kind, circling in the tree. It was probably perched there, and their movements had startled it. Whether it was expressing its displeasure or being frightened, it seemed to be seeking another spot. "Hurry up, it's really dangerous here~ Ah! Mmm~~!"
Before his wife could finish speaking, Feng Quan thrust forward forcefully. His wife instantly lost her voice, her brow furrowing, then she closed her eyes in pain, her face contorted in agony. Before she could finish speaking, she let out a soft moan of pleasure. Feng Quan heeded her advice and increased the frequency. His thick, powerful penis, even after many sexual encounters, felt somewhat unsatisfyingly full inside his wife. The gentle thrusting provided a satisfying, stimulating sensation. But at this moment, he sped up, making it almost unbearable for his wife. "Ah~! Ah!~" His wife clearly felt the presence of that object inside her growing stronger, exceeding her tolerance. The skin inside her vagina was too delicate, and the gentle thrusting Feng Quan had used to stimulate her body had already produced enough fluid to offset the friction from his current intensity. She felt she needed other parts of her body to help. "Ah~! Don't just do this! Ah!"
His wife endured the overwhelming pleasure, saying to Feng Quan with difficulty but gently, "Oh? What's wrong? Did I hurt you too much? Do you want me to slow down?"
Feng Quan asked seriously. His wife was just a woman he played with casually, but he treated her like a priceless treasure. He was very considerate of her feelings. His wife shook her head and said in a voice she could barely hear herself, "Let's try something else." She could only say this under these circumstances, as if she had lost half of her thinking and personality. Although his wife was finding it difficult to handle, she didn't want Feng Quan to slow down. She wanted her body to withstand the intense impact, believing it would bring her greater pleasure. Feng Quan understood her meaning; in fact, he had been planning to do this earlier, but his rhythm had been disrupted. Since his wife said so, he naturally did it. He slipped his hands under her neckline and ripped off her bra with a forceful pull. He then grabbed the shoulders of her dress, and the two bra straps slid down her shoulders, instantly exposing her breasts to the air. Those breasts were absolutely gorgeous! How could they be so stunning!
Under the mysterious moonlight, their breasts appeared flawless, as if artificially created with fat, remarkably full and firm. The two nipples were perfectly sized to adorn these two peaks, surrounded by standard 1.5-centimeter radius areolas. Any man seeing this would likely have his hands instantly brought to life, his mind irresistibly drawn to touch them. One could tell from their appearance that they would be incredibly elastic, smooth, and soft to the touch. To playfully tease the nipples, feeling their rapid erection and swaying when stimulated, was an experience of unparalleled perfection, a sensation few men could ever experience in their lifetime. Feng Quan naturally reacted in the same way. He knew his wife's breasts were another major weakness, and he already knew exactly how to manipulate and control them. His hands grabbed her breasts without hesitation, and her mouth, as if in a struggle with his hands, also landed on them. Feng Quan deliberately wanted to feel the sensation of his face between her breasts, while his hands began to knead them vigorously and wantonly. His wife immediately felt the strong support from her breasts, and her fluids gushed out of her vagina like a spring. As Feng Quan played with and stimulated her breasts, his lower body became even more aroused, and he quickened his movements. "Ah! ~~~ Ah!"
The wife felt the electric current, like it was constantly accumulating inside her vagina, unable to expand out due to a blockage. However, the pleasurable friction continued to surge intensely. She was afraid her cries would be too loud and others would hear, knowing they were outside, but she couldn't control herself. So, she covered her mouth with her left hand, trying to minimize the volume, as she was now tormented beyond control and could only relieve herself through this forced method.
Her right hand frantically reached into the sand, clenching handfuls of sand to release the excessive pleasure accumulating in one area. The fine particles spilled out between her fingers as she squeezed, and when she felt it wasn't enough, she grabbed another handful. "Phew!" Feng Quan exhaled and stopped. The wife felt a wave of relaxation wash over her, as if the pent-up pleasure had been instantly released. "Ah! Oh, oh!" she moaned, expressing her feelings. But as soon as his penis left her, a strong emptiness washed over her, and her vagina instantly... An unbearable itch surged within her, an intense, urgent urge to be tormented again. She knew this was far from over; if it ended here, she would be in unbearable pain. Feng Quan understood this as well. He grabbed his wife's left shoulder and roughly pulled her to the right. She rolled over, now lying face down with her back to him. Because her skirt hadn't been pulled down, it had been lifted from the front, the back of the skirt still completely covering her lower body. Now, Feng Quan didn't hold back. He reached out and pulled up the hem of her skirt, completely exposing her full, firm buttocks. Wow, those buttocks! The sheer fabric even outshone the moonlight in the darkness. They clung tightly to her body, as if two supports were placed at the base of her thighs where her buttocks met, lifting her bottom from below. Now, his wife was completely prone on the ground. Feng Quan held her waist with both hands. "Lift her up a little, baby." His wife didn't object. Obediently, she used her elbows as a fulcrum to lift her buttocks upwards. She knew Feng Quan was going to continue his assault in this position. Although embarrassed, the intense emptiness inside her vagina forced her to submit. If his penis didn't enter her soon, she might really die. Seeing this, Feng Quan didn't hold back. He grabbed her slender waist with his left hand and grasped his penis with his right, easily finding the entrance by following the viscous fluid that had already flowed out. Because of the fresh fluid secreted by her vagina due to intense desire, the lubrication was extremely strong, so he easily entered her again. "Ah! Ah!"
His wife's sensation was very obvious. Entering from behind felt slightly different from entering from the front. When entering from the front, the glans was closer to the upper part of the vagina, while entering from behind felt closer to the lower part. Although this area also received friction, it received less stimulation from the head. After entering, Feng Quan continued to thrust rapidly because his penis had reached its peak of erection. Now he needed the soft skin inside her vagina to... It caressed her incessantly, as if it were about to burn. "Ah!~~ Ouch! Ah!~~" His wife screamed uncontrollably, now supporting herself on her arms, unable to cover her mouth with her hands. Feng Quan's movements were incredibly fast, completely occupying her vagina, leaving no space. Every thrust was real, and each impact on Feng Quan's lower abdomen struck her buttocks, an extremely sensitive area where the reaction was particularly intense. The friction from the impact combined with the sensation inside her vagina. He was too powerful; the pleasure came incredibly frequently. "Ah!~~ Ah! I can't take it anymore~~!"
His wife was tormented by a combination of pleasure, happiness, excitement, and pain. She felt an electric current radiating throughout her body, leaving her numb and powerless. Her hair and clothes were disheveled. Feng Quan's thrusts against her buttocks made a series of slapping sounds, the crisp sounds mingling with the sound of the waves. At this moment, she seemed to find the stimulation from his waist thrusts quite pleasurable. The pain combined with the comfort of the friction inside her vagina made her crave even stronger impacts. So, she deliberately arched her buttocks upwards as much as possible, hoping Feng Quan would understand her meaning. Feng Quan, of course, noticed this movement. He could feel his wife constantly twisting her buttocks, indicating that she hadn't received enough stimulation yet. So, at this moment, he reached out his right hand and gently slapped the middle of his wife's buttocks. "Slap!"
The sound was crisp, much more direct than a casual thrust from his lower abdomen. "Ah!~~~" His wife's reaction was somewhat exaggerated, but that was her true feeling. After being slapped, a burning, slight pain shot straight to the depths of her vagina. Almost simultaneously with the slap, Feng Quan forcefully thrust his penis inside her. The combined impact made her feel dizzy, her whole body trembled, and with that moment of pleasure, her body went limp. Her elbows buckled, and she lost her footing, collapsing onto the sand. "Ugh!" she groaned, landing face-first, her chin hitting the sand first. Some of the sand splashed into her mouth. Feng Quan didn't leave her body, remaining on top of her. His wife felt that only her stockinged leg still had some feeling, perhaps due to the soft silk covering. So she kicked the sand hard, not caring how much sand was there. He touched her, and she tried to prop herself up again, but when she put her elbows on the ground, Feng Quan suddenly twitched, and a wave of tingling sensation washed over her. She barely lifted herself a few centimeters off the ground before collapsing again. "Ah!~~" She simply gave up the idea, ignoring Feng Quan's every move. Feng Quan was also nearing climax, but he still felt unsatisfied. He was reluctant to let such a beautiful night view end like this, but he felt his wife's current position didn't allow him to fully relax. So, without considering her feelings, he reached down to her waist and, with a little effort, lifted her up. His wife was completely helpless, letting him do as he pleased. He carefully stood up, afraid that moving too quickly would cause his penis to leave her body. Then he pulled her up as well. His wife obediently stood up with him. There was a straight, thick tree beside them. Feng Quan pulled her closer and moved her slightly towards it, placing her hands on the tree for support. Now they were both standing. His wife looked back at him in surprise. Since their marriage and their affair, they had never been in this position before, never even thinking about making love while standing. But before she could react, Feng Quan began his frenzied assault. This was basically his final climax. His wife instantly felt an even stronger impact. "Ouch!" she cried, almost losing her grip and falling. She felt an electric shock all over her body. She didn't know which part of her body, muscles that had never been used before, suddenly relaxed. Why could her body feel this? It was unbelievable. She felt light as a feather. If Feng Quan hadn't held her, she probably would have floated away. Feng Quan knew his wife had also reached her limit. He was confident he could give her absolute pleasure, but he couldn't let her off the hook in this final sprint. So the hand that was on her waist moved to her breasts, making it easy to grab them from behind. The position of his arm was also very comfortable, and the frequency of his thrusts instantly increased to the limit. His wife felt her whole body go limp and convulse. The rapid friction was unbearable, but she was happy; even the unbearable pleasure was bliss. She stood there, bent over, her hands gripping the tree trunk tightly, her buttocks raised high. The current inside her was being violently aroused by his penis, and the fluid overflowing from her vagina slid down her thighs to her feet. During the final thrust, Feng Quan suddenly reached out his left hand and slapped her buttocks again. How could her overly sensitive nerves resist? "Ahhh! I can't take it anymore! Ah! I really can't take it anymore! Please have mercy on me!"
His wife begged for mercy again, because she had already reached her limit of pleasure and didn't know what would happen to her body if this continued. But at this moment, he didn't care what she said at all, concentrating all his strength on that spot to get the maximum friction sensation. His wife felt that she had no strength left, only her weak body was still enduring the invading electric stimulation. Just then, Feng Quan suddenly stopped moving, and then quickly and violently thrust a few more times, letting out a groan of release and pleasure. His wife felt a stream of fluid splatter around the walls of her vagina, but just as she relaxed her guard, he slapped her buttocks hard again. This time she was caught off guard, and the pain from the slap rushed into her vagina. Deep inside, another intense tingling sensation shot through her entire body. Her already convulsing body couldn't withstand this onslaught. She felt dizzy, her vagina burning hot, her whole body numb and weak, only able to feel the irregular twitching of her vaginal walls. "Ah! ~~~ Oh~!"
With an almost scream followed by a weak groan, before Feng Quan could even withdraw his penis, her body collapsed forward uncontrollably. All her strength vanished, she detached herself from Feng Quan, and a sudden emptiness washed over her. Then, without any cushioning, her supporting arms gave way, and her entire body... She then collapsed onto the beach. "Oh!~~" she groaned, lying on the ground almost unable to move. "Ah~ Ah~" she could only utter weak, comfortable sounds. Her face felt slightly cool against the sand. Part of her long, loose hair covered her back, while the rest fell around her body. Her long dress didn't hang down; instead, it was still lifted up and pressed beneath her, exposing her snow-white, full buttocks and long, beautiful legs. Although she kept her legs tightly closed, one could still vaguely see liquid slowly flowing from the crevice deep inside her buttocks. "Ugh~~!"
Then she started crying again. This had become a habit for her; she would do this every time after it ended. Actually, she was excited. The feeling of happiness coexisting with this state of mind brings immense satisfaction to both body and soul. "It's more comfortable here, isn't it?"
Feng Quan squatted down in front of her, patting her exposed buttocks again as he spoke. He didn't intend to use much force, it was just a playful pat, but even that one pat made a strong difference to his wife. The burning, tingling pain shot up her buttocks and into her vagina. The skin inside her vagina, which hadn't fully calmed down, twitched violently several times from the stimulation. This was the area with the densest nerve endings, and their twitching sent a tingling sensation throughout her body. Because her body had endured so much pleasure during sex, it had reached its limit. Even a simple stimulation intensified her sensation. "Ah!~" My wife reacted as if she had been greatly attacked, her body trembling on the spot, her buttocks uncontrollably sticking up high. What was happening? She had clearly reached her climax, so why did the slap produce such a strong and novel reaction? It felt as comfortable as suddenly standing up after being in a half-squatting position for a long time. It seemed that this kind of pleasure could only be brought about by the pain after the slap, and her mood was also filled with a strange joy, a kind of willing submission after being conquered. Women actually yearn for a man who can make them willingly give themselves, a man who can completely control them. From childhood to adulthood, no one had ever dared to slap my wife's buttocks. Feng Quan was the first to do so...
Her reaction... Feng Quan Some people misunderstood, thinking it was an exaggerated performance on her part. Seeing her deliberately raised buttocks, they slapped her again – "Smack!"
A crisp sound rang out. "Ah! ~~~~~~~!"
Her already raised buttocks were hit squarely by the slap. She first felt a violent contraction inside her vagina, and she couldn't help but cry out again. Then her vision went black, and she knew nothing more…
Seeing his wife cry out in pain and then stiffly fall to the ground, Feng Quan was startled. Not knowing what had happened, he quickly went over and picked her up, shaking her and saying, "What's wrong, baby?" After
shaking her for a minute and calling her name a few times, his wife opened her eyes. Looking at Feng Quan, tears instantly streamed down her face, and she tightly reached out and hugged him back. "Waaah! You bastard!"
His wife cried and cursed. Feng Quan was used to it; he just needed to coax her for a while. "Alright, alright," Feng Quan said, patting her shoulder. "Why don't you just kill me!"
his wife said. "How could I bear to? I couldn't bear to kill myself, not my darling," Feng Quan said, gently patting her shoulder. At this moment, she was no different from a little girl her age. "Do you feel that being with me is meaningless? Do you want to leave me?"
his wife asked, crying. "How could that be? It's all my fault today. I'll change. Don't be angry, darling! Hit me, no, I'll hit myself to let you vent your anger." As he spoke, Feng Quan reached out and slapped himself in the face. "You dare hit yourself again!"
his wife grabbed his hand and said, "You can't bear to hit me either, right?" "!"
Feng Quan hugged her even tighter and said, "...You're making me feel so good!"
His wife cried as she pressed her face tightly against his body, wishing she could become one with him. "Me too," Feng Quan replied, speechless, but feeling an indescribable excitement and joy. He never expected his wife to say such a thing. "If you dare let other girls enjoy this too, I'll really die in front of you!"
his wife said coquettishly. "Impossible! I'll marry no one but you in this life!"
Feng Quan said seriously. "Waaah! Waaah! You're so annoying!" his wife said coquettishly, snuggling into his arms. "Let's go back first, don't cry! Aren't you afraid someone will come?"
Feng Quan felt incredibly sweet inside. He had just won a big battle with his wife, and he could say he had won. He felt relaxed, but also a little tired today. "Don't worry about me, let me cry a little longer." Just then, Zhou Hao and Mo Xiaoyan walked in. This was what had happened at the beach. Both of them were startled, and then they quickly left. The wife was so embarrassed that she didn't know what to do, and kept blaming Feng Quan, "I told you this place wasn't suitable, how can I face anyone now!"
The wife sat down on the ground again, scolding, "What's the big deal? She knows perfectly well." Feng Quan didn't care, "And Zhou Hao came too." "Who knew they would come? Why did they have to do this?" "You're so annoying!"
The wife knew there was no way to stop them, and Mo Xiaoyan knew what to do. Luckily, the wife put on the front of her bra, but when she tried to fasten it, she found that one of the hooks had fallen off, and she couldn't fasten it at all. "Look, you can't even be slow, you've ruined my bra!" she complained in a coquettish voice. Feng Quan looked at it and said, "It was an accident, I'm sorry, I'll buy some better ones tomorrow." "Luckily it was at night, if it were daytime my dress was thin, I couldn't wear a bra at all," the wife said. "Would you dare to do this during the day?"
"Go to hell, day or night, never again," his wife said. "Let's go back," Feng Quan said, pulling her hand to help her up. "I can't walk," his wife said coquettishly. "Then what should we do?"
Feng Quan knew she was just being dramatic, so he sat down and pulled her into his arms again. "I don't know. Why don't you go back first and leave me here?" His wife pressed her face against his chest. "How could that be? How about we sleep here tonight?" Feng Quan said, turning her down to lie down. "You're so annoying! You're making me angry again, aren't you?" his wife said. "Then what do you want to do?" "I don't know." "I'll carry you, okay?" Feng Quan said. His wife had been waiting for him to say that. At that moment, her heart was completely with him, and she just wanted to stick to him on purpose. "You seem unwilling." "How could I dare?" Feng Quan said, scooping her up easily with his left hand over her leg and his right hand over her back. His wife also wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, trying to press her body close to his chest. Her other leg was still wearing her pantyhose; with her leg dangling in the air, the removed pantyhose swayed like a tail in the wind. His wife reached out and took it off herself.
They thought no one would be there so late, but Mo Xiaoyan was actually there, clearly waiting for them. After his wife finished explaining what had happened, Mo Xiaoyan remained silent for a long time. "What exactly do you want?"
Mo Xiaoyan said, "I've disappointed you." His wife said, "Aren't we breaking up?"
"Xiaoyan, I really can't break up with him now, at least not right now." "Why?" "
...I really can't live without him now. If we separated like this, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to live..."
Tears streamed down his wife's face. Mo Xiaoyan didn't speak. Looking at her long hair, which she was trying to tidy but was still somewhat disheveled, and her breasts faintly visible through her dress because she wasn't wearing a bra, she almost didn't recognize her friend. Perhaps it was true; people often prioritize romance over friendship. Whatever she said now probably wouldn't change anything. She was telling the truth; she really couldn't bear to leave him suddenly. She was already deeply in love. "Okay, I understand. Go back and rest," Mo Xiaoyan said calmly. "Xiaoyan, are you angry with me?" "No, you'd better take care of yourself. I've told you everything I needed to say, but I'll still remind you when necessary in the future." She finished speaking and turned to walk inside. She couldn't quite describe her feelings; she just felt a pang of sadness, knowing that her close friend had become somewhat distant because of a young boy. Although she understood that she was equally important to Tong Xue, her wife remained silent. She knew this was a sister she could absolutely trust, and everything she said was definitely for her own good. But now, she truly dared not imagine what she would do if she suddenly left Feng Quan. Not to mention the extreme things he might do, she didn't know what she herself would do…

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