[Urban] Sexual Encounters Between Pre-marital Couples (Complete) - 8

(19)

I rushed into the room, and Jing was climbing onto the bed, her plump, white buttocks facing me. I threw down the towel, still wet, and pounced on her on the bed. Jing pretended to struggle, but I held her down firmly and kissed and groped her wildly, making her laugh nonstop.
"Where did you get this bellyband?" I asked breathlessly between kisses.
"I ordered it online yesterday. Ha! Don't touch it, it itches there... I had it delivered to the company today."
"Yesterday? How did you come up with that?" I turned her over and examined the pattern of the bellyband closely.
Jing replied somewhat shyly, "Um... I was chatting with that... that Brother Qiang and he recommended it. To be honest, you'll definitely like it... Is it pretty?"
Brother Qiang was the one who trained me. Hearing this, I got excited and reached into her bodice, grabbing one of Jing's tender breasts. "Hmm, it's pretty. Wearing it makes you even more alluring than not wearing it."
Jing smiled seductively, hooking her arms around my neck and whispering in my ear, "So, are you tempted? If you are, you'll want me! Mmm..."
Before she could finish, I kissed her cherry lips, our tongues passionately intertwining, one hand teasing her body from top to bottom, focusing on her sensitive spots, accompanied by Jing's increasingly desireful moans.
Suddenly, she pushed me up slightly, then slid down, and I propped myself up, feeling her face and hair brush against my chest and abdomen, and then my penis entered a warm, moist paradise. I savored each movement of Jing's tongue, my desire gradually overriding my pity. I began to subtly thrust my hips, controlling the rhythm of my penis against her throat.
To give Jing ample stimulation, I hooked my legs around her inner thighs, spreading them as wide as possible while pulling her hair. I said, "You slut, do you like me fucking your mouth like I fuck your cunt?"
Jing's nose was flattened by my lower abdomen, and I could hear the dry heaving as I pressed against her throat. Hearing my words, she let out a long, muffled "uh," her head shaking violently, whether in agreement or denial, I couldn't tell. Her legs clamped tightly around my feet, trying to close, but I blocked them.
"Is your cunt itchy? I won't give you my cock. Lick it a little longer today, imagine your vagina is being fucked."
Jing made a dying "gurgling" sound in her throat, her hands gripping my buttocks and pressing them down into her mouth. I was a little reluctant to let her go, but seeing how into it she was, I hardened my heart and decided to enjoy the feeling. To be honest, at that moment, the psychological sense of conquest was far more exhilarating than the physical pleasure.
I humiliated Jing like this for about fifteen minutes, then I thought that was enough, so I stopped and sat up. I saw Jing lying motionless on the bed like she was dead, one hand covering her mouth, her eyes closed, her head turned to
the side, her chest rising and falling slightly. I felt sorry for her, so I quickly grabbed a tissue, leaned over, moved her mechanical hand away, and wiped the saliva off her face.
"Baby, have you never had your mouth fucked like this before?" I whispered gently and proudly in her ear.
"Are you going to kill me?" Jing half-opened her eyes, and it seemed that because of the deep throat reaction just now, her eyes were filled with tears, making
her look especially pitiful. "Come on, let your husband make it up to you." I tried to pull her up to the pillow.
Jing leaned in and hugged me tightly, whispering, "I love you! Husband, I'd do anything for you."
A soft spot in my heart seemed to be touched, and warmth and sweetness instantly filled my chest. I held her tightly, nuzzling her ear for a while.
The intense tenderness gradually reignited my desire. I rolled over, pinning Jing beneath me, and reached down to grasp my penis. I rubbed the head against her wet, tender flesh, causing Jing to moan softly as she wrapped her arms around my neck. Soon, she trembled and said, "Your head is so round…it feels so good…come in…"
I thrust my hips forward, slowly pushing my entire penis in. I felt Jing's tightness being forced open, but thankfully her vagina was already slippery, so it wasn't too difficult. Jing let out a soft "Ah," and said in a sweet voice, "So hard...so thick..."
I felt a surge of pleasure, and grabbed one of her small hands, letting her feel around the point where our bodies were joined. "How is it? Isn't there even a slit?"
Jing closed her eyes tightly and sighed, "Yes...you've filled me up completely..."
Hearing her say that, a sense of conquest welled up in my chest. I took her earlobe in my mouth and gently sucked on it, while slowly thrusting my penis in and out of her.
Jing's moans were filled with pleasure: "Mmm...ah...that's it...I like it when you do it to me so gently...it feels so good...let me touch your balls..." As she spoke, she turned her body slightly to the side, and her five slender fingers gently rubbed my scrotum.
Touching my sensitive spot, I couldn't help but groan, my penis throbbing inside Jing: "Baby, why are you so wild today?"
Jing kept her eyes closed, a smile appearing on her face: "I won't tell you!"
I thrust deeper into her: "Tell me, was it because of Brother Qiang's teasing?"
Caught off guard, Jing bit her lip shyly and turned her face away: "It's all because you sold me out!"
Although I knew that wasn't what Jing meant, those words still tickled my itch, and I lewdly said: "Yes, I wanted you to go out and sell yourself. Ouch!" But Jing pinched me.
Fortunately, Jing was now used to my teasing and wasn't annoyed. She whispered in my ear: "Brother Qiang asked me if your husband was under a lot of pressure at work? I said probably a little! He said that I should let you at home... to... um... enjoy..."
"What were you about to say?" I sensitively caught the part Jing skipped.
"Um... his exact words were that I should let you... to... vent..." Jing's voice trembled when she said the last two words.
I tensed up, my lower body involuntarily quickening its pace: "Yes, I love venting my lust on you. Say it, you're my sex toy!"
Jing frowned, letting out a soft gasp: "Oh... I'm your sex toy... Husband, use me... use me however you want..."
"Good girl. What else did he say?"
"He also said... if I'm willing, he can teach me how to completely dedicate myself to you... to be your... sex slave." Jing managed to utter the last two words with some difficulty, her delicate body involuntarily writhing beneath me. Suddenly, she cried out "Ah!", her body stiffening. I felt a gush of fluid overflow from her vagina, instantly wetting my testicles and the sheets beneath us.
"What happened?" I asked, staring at her curiously.
Jing's vagina was still throbbing, and she said shyly, "I don't know... I just felt really stimulated, and then it felt like my lower body opened up, and a gush of fluid came out."
"The sheets are so wet! You're so horny," I teased.
Jing blushed and started to whine, "You bad man, you're making fun of me! I'm not playing with you anymore!"
I laughed, "Oh, okay, okay, beautiful, I love it when you squirt. Watch me fuck you good." I then unleashed my skills, thrusting three times shallow and one time deep, causing Jing to moan uncontrollably each time I penetrated deeply.
"Want to be my sex slave?" I asked, seeing Jing gradually opening up.
"Um... I don't know... I don't know..." Jing said shyly.
I thought the training had begun: "It's okay, let Brother Qiang teach you. Just do as he
says." Jing chuckled, opened one eye, and looked at me playfully, "Whatever he says, you want me to do it?"
"Yes!" I laughed half-jokingly, "How will he teach you?"
“How would I know?” Jing turned her face away, biting her nails.
“What do you think of this guy?”
“Hmm…he seems quite experienced, probably been with many women…but he’s shameless, who specializes in training…this kind of person…”
“What are the conditions for him to teach you?”
“Hmm, he said the condition is that online, I have to completely obey his instructions and report my progress to him.”
I thought to myself, this is just the first step! “What else?”
“And…hmm…he also wants me to describe my…body to him…” Jing covered her eyes with one hand, stammering.
“Does he mean naked?” I asked knowingly.
“Yes.” Jing tried to remain calm.
“So you agreed?”
“If you agree, I agree.” Jing looked at me slyly through her fingers.
“Anyway, it’s to serve me, of course I agree.” I said generously.
“Hmph, I knew you would agree, Brother Qiang also said you would agree.”
“Oh? Why?” I asked knowingly.
Jing suddenly blushed, her eyes crinkling into a half-smile, and she shook her head with her lips tightly closed.
"Speak!" I knew she had something to say.
Jing thought for a moment, then hooked her arm around my neck and brought my ear close to her mouth, saying, "He said you have that...cuckoldry...complex..." Jing's cheeks grew hotter and hotter as she spoke. She paused, as if gathering her courage, before continuing, "I'll make you imagine...me with other men...and you'll get really excited..."
Hearing this, I felt a surge of heat rush from my lower abdomen to my head, and my face instantly turned bright red. Although I had long been aware of this about myself, being described like this by another man to my fiancée still filled me with an indescribable sense of shame and sexual urge. I cried out, "Ah!" "He's right! Wife, please satisfy me!" and began to frantically vent my desire on Jing's body.
Jing cried out as I raped her: "Okay, husband, whatever you want, I'll satisfy you..."
"Wife, you're so good! I just love it when you're with other men. You don't know how exciting it is to have Xiao Feng do it to me!"
Jing moaned, saying lewdly, "Then I'll go and have him do it to me tomorrow... He's asked me so many times... Husband, I feel so good... Fuck me hard!"
I suddenly got up and flipped her over: "Kneel down and let Brother Qiang do it to you!"
Jing was stunned for a moment, then looked back at me with a wanton and resentful look, sticking her buttocks up high. Her two jade buttocks were as plump and round as peaches, and her sparse pubic hair between them revealed her thick and swollen labia majora and labia minora like blooming petals. Her vulva was already dripping with spring water. I admired her closely for a while and said, "Spread your labia open so Brother Qiang can see your pussy! Shout it out!"
Jing moved her hands back, her upper body supported only by her pretty face and shoulders pressed against the bed, her two plump white breasts swaying like bells. She reached out and tried her best to spread her labia majora and minora apart, her mouth trembling as she mumbled into the pillow, "Brother Qiang...
oh... look..." I clearly saw Jing's anus and vaginal opening contracting violently involuntarily, the scene extremely lewd.
I didn't have time to waste, I grabbed my gun, knelt between her thighs, and roughly spread her buttocks apart, thrusting into her without even rubbing my penis in. Jing screamed desperately, which further stimulated me. I held her waist and hips, which suddenly swelled up, and thrust my body downwards quickly to meet her. The room was filled with the "slap slap" sound of flesh colliding. A faint, fishy smell of genitals further stimulated my lustful state.
"Why does Brother Qiang want you to describe your body to him?!"
"Ah...he wants to know what I look like without clothes..."
"Then just strip naked and show him!" (Beautiful Jing displays her pure, naked body to the experienced dominatrix; the scene is unbearable!)
"No, husband, only you can see my body." Jing frowned, biting her fingers, and whispered sweetly.
"I order you to strip naked and show him!" I said excitedly, slapping Jing's pink buttocks. "Are you going to listen to me?"
"Oh...I'll listen to you...if you hurry up and do it to me, I'll strip naked and show him." Jing's knuckles clenched so tightly they turned white, but her body eagerly demanded more.
“You shameless bitch, I told you you’re a slut! You want to be fucked by Brother Qiang!” (I get a thrill every time I say the word “fuck”.)
Jing is enjoying my humiliation, her voice already distorted: “I’m a slut… I want to be fucked by Brother Qiang…” Her voice trembled with sobs as she spoke: “No, husband… no, I can’t be so shameless…”
I said without letting up: “I’ll tell you what to do, Brother Qiang is fucking you right behind you! Let me watch you serve Brother Qiang!”
“Ah… husband, watch… watch how I serve him with my body!” Jing twisted her hips wildly, her vagina squeezing and sucking me hard.
“Say it to Brother Qiang!”
“Brother Qiang, you’re such a man! Let me serve you!” Jing buried her head in the pillow and shouted, no longer looking at me.
“Say it again!” I was so excited that my brain was almost oxygen-deprived, and stars seemed to be flashing before my eyes.
“Brother Qiang, you’re so strong! Fuck me hard!” Jing gripped the sheets tightly, her body stiff as she cried out, “Look at my husband… ahh… he’s watching you fuck my cunt! Brother Qiang, use me!”
“Fuck! Say it again!” She couldn’t take it anymore.
“Brother Qiang, your big cock is killing me! I can’t take it anymore!” Jing suddenly trembled all over, frantically tearing at the pillow and screaming, “I’m coming! I’m going to die! Ah… Brother Qiang, fuck me… ah… ah… Brother Qiang… woo…”
I roared repeatedly, “thump thump thump” ejaculating about ten spurts of semen deep into Jing’s vagina…

(20)

These past two days, Helen has sent over some resumes. I picked two that seemed okay at first glance and asked her to arrange interviews for me. Helen’s tone was always indifferent when she spoke to me, and I naturally hadn’t had a chance to use her phone number yet.
In the afternoon, Jing called to say that she was going to see Xiaofeng’s new house that night and asked if I wanted to go. I covered my phone and chuckled softly, "Stop pretending. What else could you guys do? He's been holding back for so long, you should just go for it. Report back when you get back tonight."
Jing on the other end chuckled awkwardly and said, "You're so frivolous!" but immediately changed the subject.
Anyway, there was no dinner at home today, so I ordered takeout from the company and ate it on my way back. When I got home, I went online for a while and suddenly remembered that the training manual required me to buy a gag and a pair of handcuffs. I hadn't found any, so I went to Taobao (an online shopping platform) and started searching. It turned out they had all sorts of strange and unusual items.
As I looked at the pictures of women being abused, I fantasized about Jing, who usually seemed so composed, being humiliated by a strange dominatrix while wearing these instruments. My lower body instantly swelled to its limit, and I couldn't help but pull out my penis, close my eyes, and rub it while imagining Jing's alluring moments at Xiaofeng's house
...
Jing's high heels approached in the old apartment's dilapidated corridor, the sound of her footsteps echoing...
Just as I raised my hand, the door was suddenly pulled open, and Xiaofeng, who had been waiting for a long time, dragged Jing into the house...
The bag in Jing's hand rolled to the ground, and Xiao Feng's long-suppressed lust erupted like a volcano, splashing onto Jing's forehead, cheeks, neck, and... Her clothes slipped off one by one onto the floor, revealing Jing's fair and beautiful body to Xiao Feng without reservation. Her face was as perfect as a cover girl's, her curly, lustrous hair added to her allure, her high, pink breasts had two red dots, and her skin was so white and flawless, without a single blemish, it was as smooth as milk... Countless captivating curves all over her body could only be the work of God...
"Sister...you're so beautiful..."
Xiao Feng knelt at Jing's feet, kissing his way up her legs from her insteps to...
"No, don't...let me take a shower first." Jing tugged at Xiao Feng's hair, half-pushing, half-yielding.
"Don't shower, sister, I want it now." Xiao Feng pulled down his pants, his penis already erect, standing tall before Jing's eyes.
Lying quietly beneath Xiaofeng, she looked at him with affection, spread her legs, and grasped his masculine symbol: "Xiaofeng has grown so much... Oh! It's so hard... Have you missed your sister these past few days?" The mushroom-shaped glans rubbed and moved against Jing's sensitive vaginal opening, ready to break through Jing's last barrier at any moment.
“Sister! I’m in…”
“Come on, love your sister well.” A powerful thrust instantly filled the emptiness in the quiet: “Ah…
good brother… so good… come… come… like this… touch me here… yes, right here… bite my nipple… ooh… be gentle… um… good brother, you’re killing me… so comfortable… your future woman will be so lucky… I want you… um… whenever you want, I’ll give it to you, let you want it properly… does sister make you feel good…” “
So comfortable! Sister… like being a god… no, I wouldn’t trade being a god for it…”
“Is sister tight?”
“Tight, so tight… sister, you’re squeezing me to death…”
The scene in my fantasy seemed incredibly real. In my dazed state, I couldn’t help but murmur, “Fuck her! Fuck my wife!” A surge of urge to ejaculate immediately came from my back. I quickly stopped, opened my eyes to calm down, but was shocked to see Jing standing in the corner of the dimly lit room, looking at me with a half-smile. I jumped in fright, then realized my embarrassing state and blushed deeply. "You...when did you get back?"
Jing walked over gracefully, knelt down, and buried her head in my crotch, where my pants were still undone. She rubbed her delicate face against my penis, murmuring dreamily, "Husband, do you really like me being...with other people
?"
"It's been so long, don't you know?" I composed myself, enjoying her tenderness, my heart filled with anticipation.
"I know...but I'm still a little unsure...You made me sleep with Xiaofeng, and then you want me to be trained by Qiang Ge, is it because you want me to have a relationship with him in the future?" Jing paused, and seeing that I didn't deny it, she said softly, "I used to only have you as my man, but now I see one after another...Xiaofeng is one of my own, giving him to him is my way of showing him love...Qiang Ge is clearly a stranger, I'm still a little scared..." As she said this, Jing looked up at me, her eyes filled with confusion: "Husband, are you really willing to do this?"
My heart was churning, a mix of emotions swirling within me, and I almost didn't know what to say. After a long pause, she finally said, "Let's take it one step at a time. If you don't like Qiang-ge later, we'll stop."
Jing lowered her head and after a long while, she finally hummed in agreement.
Jing continued, "Sometimes I feel very confused, wondering what's right and what's wrong... When I was little, my grandma taught me that the most important thing for a girl is her chastity, and that she should give her first time to her husband on her wedding night, otherwise he would look down on her and wouldn't love her as much. So we dated for so long before I gave myself to you. I know you wanted me a long time ago, but I was really scared then, afraid that you would despise me."
"As time went on, I felt that this was actually quite good. We love each other, so why must we wait until after marriage?" Jing's eyes revealed infinite tenderness as she continued, "Later, you often made me fantasize about things that I would have found disgusting before, like exposing myself, or being with other men... At first, I felt that you were insulting me, that you didn't love me anymore..."
"Of course not!" I grabbed Jing's hand and interrupted her, "You are the woman I love most in my life, otherwise why would I propose to you?"
Jing hummed in agreement and continued, "Later I figured it out. Actually, you just wanted to add some spice to our lives, but I always thought that a man couldn't tolerate his woman being taken by someone else, so I couldn't really believe that you liked me having relations with other men."
"Until that night, when you actually let me go to Xiaofeng's room, and I saw how excited you were afterwards, I realized that you really liked it, and..." Jing hesitated for a long time before timidly saying, "I found that I've become bad too... Although I always say you're a pervert, whenever I fantasize about being with someone else, and you're on the side wanting to have it but can't, it feels so exciting..."
Hearing Jing squeeze out this confession like toothpaste, my lower body instantly became erect. I gripped the base and gently patted Jing's cheek with the shaft. Jing smiled, dodging and accommodating, occasionally sticking out her little tongue to lick it, which aroused my lust.
“I never dared to imagine things like this before. Sometimes I wonder if I’ve fallen into depravity?”
Jing suddenly stopped what she was doing, looking somewhat lost.
“Of course not, you’ve become more and more alluring,” I said softly. “Don’t overthink it, just listen to me. Don’t you think our sex life is getting more and more exciting?”
Jing hummed in agreement, looking at me tenderly. “I’ll listen to you, you’ll take good care of me, right,
honey?”
I pulled her up and straddled her. “Forever!”
As soon as I finished speaking, Jing embraced me and kissed my lips. We teased and kissed each other for who knows how long.
…
“Did you enjoy it at Xiaofeng’s house today?” Seeing that Jing wasn’t going to confess, I finally couldn’t help but ask.
Jing’s face flushed, and she buried her head in my shoulder. “You just like to tease me.”
“Don’t be shy, just tell me the truth.” I ran my hand under her buttocks, lifted her skirt, and wiped her crotch with my hand. I could feel that the thin fabric was already wet.
Jing hummed in agreement: "He was more relaxed today."
"How so?" I inhaled the faint fragrance emanating from Jing's neck, thinking that another man had also enjoyed that scent.
"Hmm... He was a bit naughty today. He asked me to give him oral sex right away." Jing smiled a little shyly. "He also said some inappropriate things..."
Seeing her hesitant expression, I knew there was something fishy going on. I gently squeezed and rotated my hand on her sensitive area. "What did he say?"
"Just those things, like 'You came out behind your husband's back, and I fucked you good, didn't I?'" Jing whispered in my ear, enjoying herself. "'Who fucks you better?'... We tried a few positions today, and he even spanked my ass when I was from behind. That guy..."
I couldn't help but pull Jing's hand into her panties. Jing took out my penis and murmured, "Ah, it's so hard... You just like hearing me get bullied, don't you?"
I felt a surge of desire and lifted the edge of her lace panties. Jing's private parts were exposed to the air and I gently caressed them. Soon, she was wet with desire.
“Rub the head of his penis against yourself there.” I whispered, “How long did he fuck you today?”
Jing obediently grasped my penis, teasing herself with the glans, eliciting tremors: “Almost half an hour…it felt pretty good…when he was on top of me, I thought of my aunt, and felt a bit guilty, but also a little exciting…”
"What would your aunt do if she knew you slept with her son?" I chuckled wickedly, thrusting my hips and pushing my glans into her hole. Sometimes it would go in half an inch, but the position limited it. If she didn't cooperate, it wouldn't go in much. The pleasure was right before my eyes, yet I couldn't get in, creating a strange thrill in my eagerness.
Seeing this, Jing teased me playfully, saying in a coquettish voice, "She'll kill me..."
"You slut, you don't even spare your own relatives!" I deliberately humiliated her.
Jing let out a soft moan, then suddenly smiled and said, "What would your parents do if they knew you gave their daughter-in-law away to someone else?"
I was speechless when I heard a beep from the computer. I turned to look at the screen; my QQ avatar was flashing.
With one arm around Jing, I tapped the screen with the other. It turned out the BDSM player was online, and immediately asked, "How did it go last time?"
I turned back to Jing and smiled, "Someone's asking me about the progress of your training!"
When Jing saw it was the BDSM player, she said in a slightly awkward, coquettish voice, "You men are so shameless!" She made a move to get up, but I grabbed her and made her turn around and sit in front of me while looking at the screen.
I replied, "Not bad, she's really into it."
"Did she join in my role?"
"Yeah, she even told me to fuck her." Before I could send the message, I felt a sharp pain on my thigh; it was Jing pinching me. I exaggeratedly yelled, and although Jing looked embarrassed, she didn't seem to stop me. Excited, I kissed her neck and then clicked send.
"What did she say?"
"She said she'd serve you and let me watch you fuck her cunt." Jing's face turned even redder, and she grabbed my hand, saying, "How am I supposed to talk to him again if you do this?"
I gently stroked a strand of hair by her temple with my lips, and said with a grin, "You still want to pretend to be a lady? She's here to train you." Saying that, I pulled my hand away and sent the message.
"Hmm, looks like your wife has potential." The trainer seemed quite satisfied. "How did you feel hearing that?"
"Very exciting."
"As long as you cooperate, I'll give you unprecedented psychological and physical pleasure."
I was quite looking forward to it and wrote, "My wife is home too, want to chat with her?" Seeing that Jing didn't object, I sent it.
"Okay."
Jing naturally accepted, "Hello." With my hands free, I took the opportunity to slip under her shirt, cupping Jing's two plump breasts in each hand, watching what they said.
"Your husband said you were very into it last time in bed, and he was very satisfied."
Jing replied with just one word: "Hmm!"
"What did he make you fantasize about?" the trainer asked knowingly.
Jing turned her face away shyly and complained, "It's all your fault! Look, how am I supposed to say this?"
I laughed, "Relax, he doesn't even know you."
Jing bit her lip and hesitated for a moment before writing, "He made me fantasize about doing it with you." I looked at her veiled lewd words and began to knead her breasts with abandon.
"Are you enjoying it?"
"So-so." I gently rubbed Jing's nipples with both hands, making her soft body tremble slightly, her legs fidgeting nervously.
"He said you were begging to serve me. Tell me, how do you want me to do it to you?"
Jing seemed stimulated, suddenly covering her genitals with one hand, then said somewhat shyly and anxiously, "Quick! Give me a napkin!"
I reached for her genitals, but she stubbornly covered herself and wouldn't let go. I knew she was embarrassed, but I didn't tease her. I grabbed a napkin, and she hurriedly wiped herself, her ears already red. I pretended to be nonchalant and said, "I want to hear what you have to say!"
Seeing that I didn't bring it up, Jing seemed relieved and went along with it, typing again: "I'm ignoring you."
"Haha, sorry?"
"Are you always this direct with women?"
"Only with pretty ones."
"How do you know I'm pretty?"
"Your husband said so."
"What did he say?" Jing glanced back at me.
"He said you're the most beautiful woman he's ever seen, and that I'd definitely want to sleep with you if I saw you."
Jing's smug smile vanished instantly after reading the last part of that sentence. She turned and grabbed my arm, biting it.
I laughed and cried out in pain, and it took her a while to release me.
"When can I see you?" the trainer continued.
I whispered in Jing's ear, "You can see anything, just not your face."
Jing snorted, rolled her eyes at me, and said, "Nothing." But she didn't answer the other person.
Seeing her feigned modesty, I simply cupped Jing's shapely buttocks with both hands, making her stand up slightly and spread her legs. Holding my penis with one hand, she slowly sat down, enveloping my shaft. I felt a slippery, tight mass inside, still slightly undulating as I entered. Jing groaned, resting her arms on the table, head bowed, panting softly.
"?" The trainer, seeing no response for a long time, pressed on.
"Tell him I'm inside you," I commanded, savoring the exquisite sensation within Jing's body, kissing her smooth, beautiful back.
Jing's hips swayed intermittently as she frowned and finally managed to type, "My husband is inside me." Those few words took her trembling hands a long time to type.
"Is it good?"
"Yes!" Seeing Jing struggling to type, I thrust my hips a few times and seized the opportunity to say, "Stop typing, let's video chat with him, without him seeing your face."
Jing closed her eyes, leaning softly against me without saying a word.
I hadn't expected Jing to agree so easily, and I hesitated. But I was already in a bind, so I gritted my teeth, stretched out my hand to adjust the camera position, and, my heart pounding, sent a video call request.

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