[Peeping Is Not a Crime] (Complete) Author: Actor Butzkes

Author: Actor Butzkes
Word Count: 19584

My stomach kept rumbling. I looked up at the bustling traffic outside the glass curtain wall of the office building;
night had already fallen. I rubbed my tired shoulders, took a deep breath, and finally
finished all the copy I needed for tomorrow. Procrastination really kills! I could have finished it three days ago.

It's all Chen Jing's fault; she's always gossiping with me on QQ. Oh well, what can I do? I'm a woman too.

I tidied up the messy desk and shut down the computer. My WeChat was full of unread messages from my husband. Oh no
, I forgot to tell him! I'm definitely going to get scolded again.

From the lobby office to the door, I had to walk through a long, dark corridor—the management's private offices.
Only the soft sound of my high heels on the carpet, "tap...tap..." echoed.

In a daze, I heard a woman's moan. Good heavens, don't scare me! Although I don't believe in gods or Buddhas, I'm at least
a highly educated person in modern society, but thinking about the horror movie I watched the night before last still gave me goosebumps
.

I quickened my pace, and the woman's moans gradually
became . How could I, a married woman, not know what those sounds were?

Truly, the world is going to the dogs, people's hearts are no longer what they used to be, engaging in such debauchery in the office so late at night. But curiosity overcame
my reason, and I gradually slowed my pace, slowly moving towards that lewd office.

The door wasn't closed tightly, just a small crack, and the white light of an energy-saving bulb shone through. It was
a scene I'll never forget: a pair of naked bodies entwined in a world of lust, lewd moans
and the man's heavy breathing constantly penetrating my ears. "Mmm...mmm...so big, it's going in...so
deep..." The woman with wavy hair leaned against the desk, her pert buttocks raised to meet the deep
thrusts of the man.

The woman's voice was familiar, but I couldn't quite place it. Since they were facing away from me
, I could only see the man's powerful glutes and strong thighs thrusting
relentlessly .

"So good...fuck me to death..." the woman screamed hoarsely, tossing her long hair. "Hurry up...
fuck me to death...fuck me to death...your big cock is so deep..."

How shameless! Although I was thinking this, I felt a warm current
rising , spreading to my genitals. My body started to heat up too.

The man also started yelling, "Fuck you, you slut who needs to be fucked...you little bitch!" I
recognized his voice immediately; it was Sales Director Mu Kai. It was typical of him; I'd heard he was a womanizer, changing
women as frequently as changing socks, but he never slept with women close to him.

"Fuck me, fuck me now...I'm a slut who needs to be fucked...I'm your slut...fuck my cunt!"

Their conversation became increasingly obscene, filled with profanities. Seeing this live show for the first time made me blush to the roots of
my neck . My husband and I have always been very proper
when it comes to sex; we've never been this unrestrained. As someone who only has one man, I never imagined that other people could be so wild during sex. Wow, I never expected that
Mu Kai, who usually looks so thin, would have so many muscles. He pulled over a chair, pulled the woman into his arms, and
cupped her full breasts in his large hands. His penis, which had been inside her, was briefly withdrawn, fully
revealed—a thick, black shaft topped with a large, red mushroom, covered in her vaginal fluids.
A large testicle hung from the shaft.

It was huge, much bigger than my husband's. I covered my mouth, holding my breath as I watched the two lovers make love.
Afraid of being exposed, Mu Kai thrust his large penis back into the woman's wet vagina. The woman, sitting in Mu Kai's
lap , continued to move her body to meet the thrusts from behind.

Her long hair swung up, and her almost perfect face came into view!

It was her! It was her! My best friend at work, the usually quiet and innocent Chen Jing. She's
married! How could she be involved with that scoundrel Mu Kai?! She and her husband were so loving, famously a perfect couple in
our circle. Now, she's acting
like a lustful, unsatisfied slut.

Mu Kai's large hands kneaded Chen Jing's breasts into various shapes, her sensitive nipples being pinched and
pulled . Her expression was one of pure enjoyment and pleasure.

"Oh...oh oh...so good..." Chen Jing's moans rang out again, "You're much better than my husband
, you're killing me...mmm...mmm..."

Good heavens, she was even comparing her husband to the man in front of her.

"So, is it more enjoyable when I fuck you or when your husband fucks you?" Mu Kai grabbed her breasts, smiling wickedly, but
quickened the pace of his thrusts.

"Of course it's you...you almost killed me. You bad man, you did it to me and then you ask me..."

The passionate couple in front of me made me feel hot all over, my breasts were so swollen, and I felt waves of heat
gushing out my vagina. I actually got aroused. As if possessed, I reached out
and touched my breasts through my thin shirt, following their movements. Mmm...it was so itchy down there. I squeezed my legs together, and with my movements, my pantyhose rubbed against
my underwear, itchy and numb...

The couple inside seemed to be approaching the climax, shouting and about to reach the peak of pleasure. My
hand also quickened its pace, kneading my breasts, and the pleasure grew stronger and stronger!

Bang...the people inside stopped. I stood there frozen outside. Damn it
, I kicked the door. Chen Jing seemed to have seen me peeping outside the door...our eyes met, or maybe she didn't
see me. At that moment, feeling guilty, I ran away.

I don't even know how I got home. The lewd image from earlier kept replaying in my mind the whole way.
My face was burning hot; if there had been a mirror in front of me, I'm sure it would have been bright red.
My panties were soaked with wet, sticky fluid, and it felt so uncomfortable against my vulva.

When I got home, I didn't even have time to say goodbye to my husband. I rushed to the bathroom, took off my clothes, and my panties were sticky
and embarrassing. Worried that my husband would notice, I quickly threw all my clothes into the washing machine. The scalding hot water
poured over me, sliding over my nipples, down my abdomen, over my legs, and onto the floor. As I lathered myself with
shower gel, I held my breasts, but my mind was filled with images of Mu Kai's large hands. My nipples itched and grew harder.

How could this be? I shook my head, trying to shake the image out of my mind. I'm a respectable woman, after all.
I hastily rinsed off the soap and wrapped myself in my pajamas. My husband had prepared dinner and was waiting for me.

I seemed to be hiding something, avoiding his gaze. He asked with concern if I wasn't feeling
well. I made up an excuse about being tired from work, and thankfully, he didn't press the matter.

Lying on the soft, comfortable bed, I couldn't fall asleep, still thinking about that exciting scene in the office.
My body a little hot, so I turned over and hugged my husband's waist. He noticed, leaned in, and kissed my
forehead.

Like a child asking for candy, I looked up and touched his lips. He responded to my
movement, pulling me into his arms, his hands already unbuttoning my robe and climbing up my soft, white breasts. My husband's hands
were quite strong, squeezing me a little painfully. I let out soft moans, "Mmm... mmm..." My husband
thought I was just aroused, but he didn't know I was actually in pain. Feeling my husband's passionate response, my body
grew hotter and hotter. I twisted and turned in his arms, teasing his penis with my hand.

My husband's penis gradually hardened in my hand, but it still didn't seem as big as Mu Kai's. I unconsciously compared it
to Mu Kai's. The glans and shaft seemed a size smaller, and the testicles hung loosely like a
small meatball.

My husband rolled over and pinned me to the bed, roughly spreading my legs and bringing his hard penis to my
vaginal opening thrust it in without any mercy. Normally, I wouldn't be fully wet at this point,
and there would be a period of pain before I fully adjusted. After a night of preparation, my vagina was already very wet, and it
entered smoothly.

His erect penis filled the emptiness inside me, and my hungry vaginal muscles held his penis. I couldn't help but
moan softly, hugging his back, yearning for deeper penetration. My husband's penis
pounded like a small engine, the glans scraping against my vaginal muscles, sending waves of pleasure through my body.

My soft moans and my husband's heavy breathing filled the room, accompanied by the creaking of the mattress. Our sex life has always
been like this. Right now, I so wanted to shout out loud like Chen Jing, to let all
my desires run wild. But I held back. I'm a respectable woman; I can't let my husband think I'm a
slut . I gripped his buttocks tightly, enduring his thrusts… Gradually, the pleasure grew stronger and stronger. Just
a little faster… just a little faster… and I was about to climax.

At that moment, my husband groaned and thrust deeply into me, then stopped moving. A warm current
flowed from my lower body—he had ejaculated.

He climbed off me and quickly handed me tissues. There was a hint of guilt in his voice.

"It's okay, it's a safe period today."

I knew what he meant. We weren't ready to have a child yet, so we always used condoms. Today was an
exception; I took a shower and quickly cleaned up the semen inside me, but I still felt like there were worms crawling inside. Standing in front of the glass
sink , looking at my naked body, my bare, white breasts exposed, I kept telling myself, forcing
myself not to think about those indecent things. That was immoral; I couldn't betray my husband,
not even mentally.

When I woke up the next day, I noticed dark circles under my eyes. Ugh, I didn't sleep well. Life went on as usual; I put on
some simple makeup to cover it up.

Maybe they didn't even see me outside yesterday. As long as I don't admit it, who will know?
Thinking this, I raised my head, which had been lowered as I walked quickly.

"Ouch..." I wasn't paying attention and bumped into someone. I was thrown to
the ground like I'd hit a wall.

"Hey girl, what are you thinking about? You're so careless while walking." It was Mu Kai's voice. I looked up and
saw that it was indeed Mu Kai, still with that wicked smile, but to me, he looked lecherous. My
face flushed red. I quickly lowered my head, too embarrassed to face him. The atmosphere was incredibly awkward. After about a minute,

"Hey, are you trying to scam me, or do I need to hire eight-person sedan chairs to carry you up?" It was still his voice
. I saw him gentlemanly extending his hand towards me. He hadn't left yet; he was going to help me up. I couldn't stay sitting on the ground any longer
; I'd really lost face.

He grabbed my hand and pulled me up from the ground. His hands were large, strong, and fleshy. The warmth of his palm reminded
me of those hands that had grabbed my best friend's breasts yesterday. I quickly
pulled my hand away from his grasp, lowered my head, blushed, whispered a thank you, and fled the scene back to my workstation.

After a series of minor incidents, my life returned to normal, but I still couldn't face
Mu Kai . Luckily, I was in the planning department, and there wasn't much interaction between us, so he probably wouldn't notice me.
Chen Jing and I were still the same as before, best friends. I didn't gossip about her and ask her about these things; she and
her husband were still very much in love. I just noticed that she was becoming more and more radiant, and
there were . She just smiled and said her husband liked it… Although I didn't catch her and Mu Kai
having an affair again, I thought it must be directly related to Mu Kai.

Several months passed in a flash, and life remained uneventful. My husband and I's sex life was still the same, a
few times a month, each time starting with high hopes and ending in disappointment. I'm a rather traditional woman,
too embarrassed to speak up about these things, let alone ask for help, so I just endure it all alone.

Chen Jing, that little vixen, is becoming increasingly open, and her style is becoming more and more alluring. Whenever we go shopping, she
always spends half a day in those sexy lingerie stores,
choosing bras that are practically see-through and thongs that are just a tiny piece of fabric. Before, we would blush crimson at the sight of these things, but now she
's completely unfazed, even whispering to me, "If you choose good underwear, your husband will be looking for it when he gets home." I felt
a bit awkward and rolled my eyes at her.

When I shower, I also examine my naked body in the bathroom. Although I'm married, it doesn't mean I'm old
. Fair skin, a flat stomach, slender legs, and a full, proudly erect chest.
The word "sagging" is still far from me; my nipples are bright red. Occasionally, I'll rub my nipples myself—it
's itchy and tingly. Looking at my naked, flushed face in the mirror, I suddenly felt
lost.

Thinking about Chen Jing's changes, and then looking at my own flesh-colored lingerie in the closet, I felt truly out of touch
. So, with a mix of trepidation and excitement, I secretly bought several extremely alluring pieces of lingerie online, without my husband's knowledge.
Looking at the almost naked models in the online ads, and imagining myself wearing that lingerie, would my husband go
crazy for me? Or would he think I was a slut?

Next month is his birthday, if I wear this and present myself to him, he definitely won't blame me
, right? Then we can happily roll around in bed.

Just as I was secretly preparing for my husband's upcoming birthday, the company arranged for me to go
on a business trip , and my partner was none other than Sales Director Mu Kai.

Why? Why him? It's like they're hitting a sore spot.

"Mr. Yang, why am I going?" I sneaked into the big boss, Old Yang's, office and
asked nervously.

"Lou Ling'er, a major client in the south wants us to do a roadshow. If it's successful, we can achieve our sales target for
this year ahead of schedule," Old Yang said with a smile.

"The most important thing is your plan; the client is very satisfied. If you don't go, it will
be difficult to revise the plan if something goes wrong."

"Besides, Director Mu is very experienced, and you can learn a lot from him." Old Yang paused,
"Moreover, Director Mu is handsome and considerate. You should be content."

Old Yang's ambiguous smile always made me feel awkward. Since things had come to this, I could only go along with it.

Mu Kai didn't say anything, just reminded me of the departure time and to prepare the necessary materials.

Calculating the schedule, if everything went smoothly, I could still make it to celebrate my husband's birthday. I explained to
my husband , told him not to get involved with other women, packed my luggage, and prepared to leave. I inexplicably
stuffed the sexy lingerie I had secretly bought into my suitcase.

So, our group headed to Hong Kong Island, bidding farewell to the dry heat of the north and welcoming the humid heat of the south.

The other party was very polite and thoughtful, arranging for us to stay in a luxury hotel with an outdoor swimming pool, bar, and fitness
facilities. We enjoyed a day as if we were on vacation.

Ideals are always lofty, but reality is often harsh. After a day of comfort, the tough work began
. The other party had been courteous at first, then prepared thoroughly for the negotiations. They made many unreasonable
demands and various difficulties, keeping our entire team exhausted.

Mu Kai fully demonstrated his leadership role at this time, leading our team to work overtime
to solve various problems and uphold the company's bottom line. As for me, I was even more miserable, constantly
revising the proposal. After several days and nights, the other party finally agreed. Only the final contract
details to be finalized, and then, just like in the movies, we would wait for the big bosses to appear,
smile and shake hands under the spotlight, sign the contract, and exchange it. It was truly a case of the boss opening his mouth and us running our legs off.

A rare day of respite followed, and then the details were discussed. The major differences had been largely resolved.

The weather was beautiful, the sun was warm, the temperature was not high, and a gentle sea breeze was blowing. Hong Kong is a shopping paradise.
My colleagues and I set off early in the morning, waving our RMB and heading to the major shopping malls for a shopping spree. I
've never been interested in luxury goods, and since it was a rare day off, I figured I might as well steal a half-day of leisure. Feeling
the sea breeze , and quietly curling up in a comfortable wicker chair for a nap would be quite nice.

"Beautiful lady, do you mind if I sit here?"

I woke up with a start, removing the wide-brimmed hat from my face. Mu Kai stood smiling in front of
the recliner .

"Why didn't you go with them?" I thought they were shopping together.

"You're the same." A wicked smile remained on his face, giving off a mischievous vibe. "You've already
worked so hard for so many days, going out will only make you more tired. You might as well rest at the hotel." He paused, glancing
at me, and said, "It's alright, you're not lonely, at least you have someone to keep you company..."

His tone was already teasing, and I blushed. It was the first time
a man had been so direct with me, not even my husband had ever said that to me.

"What nonsense are you talking about, you're so annoying..." I muttered, rolling my eyes at him.

He didn't continue, but lay down next to me. His muscular body was wrapped in a tight t-shirt, and his casual shorts
revealed two hairy thighs, exuding a sunny and masculine aura.

As if by magic, he grabbed a wine glass from beside him and handed it to me. "Here, have a drink."

It was amber-colored champagne, and I reached out and took it.

"Thank you for your hard work these past few days!" he said, lightly clinking his glass against mine with a very gentlemanly
"Cheers!"

I lowered my head and took a sip, the rich, fragrant flavor flowing through my body. We then
lay side by side, basking in the South Pacific sun and sea breeze, chatting about work and life. He was a very talkative
person, witty and humorous, making me laugh repeatedly and opening up to conversation. I rarely talk so much with a man
other . We almost finished a whole bottle of champagne, and as it approached noon, I felt warmer and
warmer, whether from the alcohol or the sunshine, I didn't know.

Mu Kai suggested going swimming in the hotel pool. I was extremely reluctant at first; as a northerner, I
'm a complete landlubber and would only splash around aimlessly in the water. Besides, this was for work, who would bring
a swimsuit? But he magically handed me a bag, which contained a swimsuit.

Under the influence of alcohol, I felt too embarrassed to refuse. At worst, I could stay on the shore and not go in the
water . So I agreed, picked up the pajamas he had prepared, and went to the women's changing room to change into my swimsuit.
When I opened it, my cheeks, already flushed from the alcohol, burned even hotter. This wasn't a swimsuit at all; it was just a few thin pieces
of fabric, barely covering my three key areas. More bikini-like than a bikini! When I went to the beach with my husband before
, we were always fully covered, like in sports bras, or even our swim trunks were worn with a short skirt underneath.

How was I supposed to wear this? I took off my chiffon dress and my conservative underwear. With trembling hands,
I put on the sexy bikini. I stood in front of the mirror, scrutinizing myself. So embarrassing! Looking at
myself : black-rimmed glasses, long black hair piled high, exposed white skin, and the swimsuit barely
covering my nipples, the thin fabric barely covering my areolas. Most of her breasts were exposed to the air, and her lower body was covered only by a
small piece of fabric, held together by a few thin ropes. If she moved even slightly,

she might have been completely exposed. It was so revealing! I couldn't even look at myself. Thankfully, no one was in the changing room, or I really would have...
I wanted to disappear into the ground, or maybe I should just give up and not go. But I'd already promised someone else, so it was
n't good idea. I was torn, struggling with this decision. It was like a battle between heaven and earth, my mind a mess. Then

I had an idea! I could wrap myself in a towel, that way no one would see. I finally found
a way to . I wrapped the towel tightly around my chest, making sure it was completely covered, and checked it several times. I slowly made my way out of the changing room and to the poolside
.

Luckily, no one else was there. Mu Kai was already there, swimming around like a nimble fish
. He seemed to have eyes, popping out of the water. Sunlight shone on his muscular body, and water droplets
dripped his hair… I kept my head down, not daring to look at him, but when he walked up to me,
the first thing I saw was his lower body… Tight swim trunks clung to his body, a
large bulge in the front, exuding a strong masculine aura.

I felt even more embarrassed and didn't dare to look up.

"Are you here to swim or to rest after childbirth? Why are you all wrapped up like that?" he laughed.

"I..." I didn't know what to say, so I just lowered my head, speechless.

"What are you talking about? It's such a nice time of year, a swim would be very relaxing. Besides, it's especially suitable for women,
it can even help you lose weight and tone your body."

"It's all your fault... this... this... the swimsuit is too revealing."

"Haha, what's there to be afraid of? It's not like I'm completely exposed."

I raised my head and glared at him fiercely.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Look at those beauty pageants, they all dress like that."

"That's for other people, I'm already married."

"So what if you're married? You're a 21st-century educated woman, how can you be so traditional? Women
should try new things while they're young, otherwise when you're old, no one will look at you even if you want to..."

he said jokingly, "Tsk tsk... I didn't expect our big project planner to be such a traditionalist
."

I was speechless, not knowing what to say. I clutched the towel tightly to my hands, unsure where to
put it. Two little voices were arguing in my head. One said, "You're a married woman! How can you wear such shameful
clothes, especially with another man? Ugh… how shameless!" The other said, "You
're highly educated woman, not some Ming or Qing dynasty woman. It's the 21st century! Take advantage of your youth and
try new things. It's not like you're cheating, what's there to be afraid of? Besides, it won't hurt him to look."

I could only watch enviously. These two little voices were fighting each other, making my mind a complete mess. In that moment of
distraction , Mu Kai walked over and ripped off my towel. Now I had nothing to cover myself with;
large areas of skin were exposed.

I quickly covered my chest. Trembling, I cried out, "Give it to me… you're so mean!" But
it sounded more like a lover's pleading. My face burned even hotter.

Mu Kai waved the towel in his hand and whistled at me. "I didn't expect you to have such a good figure. I
'm helping you overcome your inner demons. Women are a gift from heaven, so why not embrace nature like this?" He then opened
his arms and took a deep breath.

"Then I should thank you, huh!" I said angrily, my firm breasts almost
spilling out , trembling with my breath. Mu Kai's gaze was somewhat hot as he stared at me, a wicked smile still playing on his lips.

"Hehe...isn't this better? Liberate yourself, be free, don't let those old feudal ideas
imprison you anymore."

"Where are you looking? Give it back..."

"If you want it...come and take it." He continued waving the towel. I was so anxious I didn't know whether to move
or not.

In a moment of desperation, I lunged at him, trying to grab the towel, but
he turned around and dodged it.

He was already standing by the pool, and this dodge turned into me rushing towards the water, the edge of which was quite
slippery . My footing tightened, and I nearly fell in like a dog pouncing on its prey. Just as I was about to fall in,
he reached out his strong arm and quickly pulled me back—or rather, pulled me in. He wrapped his
arm around my slender waist, pulling me into his embrace. His bulging pectoral muscles made intimate contact with my breasts, and the
bulge in his lower body pressed against my crotch; I could even clearly feel it throbbing. I'm a married
woman , how could I not know that meant he was getting an erection?

The scene instantly became incredibly awkward. I positioned myself like a little bird nestled against him, head bowed, while his
large hand remained around my waist. His warm breath
tickled . I felt a little hot; I, a married woman, was
being held so intimately by another man—it was utterly humiliating.

This lasted for about a minute, but it felt like an eternity. Finally, I pushed
him away and escaped. He seemed a little embarrassed too. He quickly let go of me…

The atmosphere was a bit awkward, but thankfully he was a funny person. Seeing that I was alright, he deliberately started a
conversation to make me laugh, and the atmosphere gradually eased. I slowly let go, no longer clinging to the towel. Anyway
, I'd already seen it, so what did it matter if I looked a little longer? What could he do?

But his eyes kept glancing at me. Hmph, let him see but not be able to have me. I felt a bit of
vengeful pleasure, but mostly I felt that at least I was still attractive…

Mu Kai invited me to the pool and volunteered to teach me to swim. I couldn't refuse. In the water
, at least I wouldn't be as exposed as on land.

So he became my personal swimming coach. He patiently explained every step in the water, how
to stroke, how to breathe. It was clear he was very professional. Unfortunately, I'm a terrible swimmer;
I really have no talent for sports. I choked on water several times, feeling incredibly frustrated.

To help me get used to the water faster, he changed his approach, supporting my body with both hands and guiding me
forward in swimming motions. I felt a pair of large, warm hands on my lower abdomen, moving
with my movements. It didn't feel like he was supporting me; it felt more like caressing. Sometimes, when I
moved a little too much, his hands would misplace themselves, landing directly on my breasts. I was so embarrassed to have another
man touch my breasts. Being clumsy to begin with, I couldn't concentrate on learning anymore, and my movements became more like a doggy paddle.
His hands, however, became even more restless, roaming over my body. I wondered if he was doing it on purpose. Through the clear
pool water, I could see the bulge in his swim trunks slowly growing larger.

But it didn't last long before I stopped him from continuing. I was already swimming on my own for
a while, so I didn't need him by my side anymore. He looked a little disappointed, but I felt even more smug
…

And so, we spent a pleasant afternoon, climbing ashore before sunset.
We relaxed on deck chairs, watching the sunset, feeling very comfortable.

"I really envy your husband," he said, staring at me with a smile.

"Envious of what?" I asked, drying myself with a towel, trying to hide his lecherous gaze.

"Of course, I envy him for having a traditional yet beautiful wife, and such a great figure. He doesn't have to
worry about being cheated on…" He said, staring at my breasts, which trembled with the drying motion.
His gaze was intense, making me a little uncomfortable, and my face flushed again. This was the first time another man had spoken to me
so bluntly.

"Hmph, good that you know. I'm a married woman," I subtly reminded him not to cross the line.
Unlike other women, I suddenly thought of Chen Jing at that moment. I wondered how they started
...

There was silence. He seemed lost in thought, staring blankly at the sunset, seemingly pondering something.
After a while , watching the sunset slowly sink below the horizon, we went back to our rooms to shower and change. While I
was still drying my hair, he called again, inviting me to eat out.

After a whole afternoon of fussing, I was indeed tired and hungry. I got dressed, quickly tidied myself up, and went to
the rooftop restaurant. He was already waiting for me there. Seeing me, he gentlemanly stood up, pulled out a chair for me, and invited me
to sit down.

My husband and I usually go to more mainstream restaurants when we eat out, basically
going hot pot restaurants, casual eateries, and the like. This was
the first time I'd ever been to a place as warm and romantic as this.

The warm lighting and the heart-shaped candle on the table complemented the beautiful
night view of Victoria Harbour outside the window. Couples in small groups sat with their heads down, some smiling softly, others whispering. The ambiguous atmosphere made
me a little flustered, my face flushing.

Luckily, I had just showered and my hair wasn't completely dry, so I hadn't put it up. My cascading black hair fell to
one side, and I pretended to turn my head to admire the fading night view of Victoria Harbour, which conveniently concealed my embarrassment. However,
the slightly low-cut white chiffon blouse I had chosen for the evening exposed part of my shoulders. And Mu Kai
could see my reflection in the windowpane. I quickly straightened my clothes and let my hair fall loosely on either side of my neck.

"Why did you choose a place like this?" I asked softly.

"Isn't it nice here? The view is great," he said, still staring at me with a mischievous grin, I couldn't tell if he was referring to the sea
view or to me.

"But this is clearly a couples' restaurant..." I still couldn't shake the feeling of unease. "Then
just pretend we're a couple."

"I'm married!"

"Who would know if you didn't say anything?"

He beckoned to a waiter to arrange the evening's menu. He also brought a bottle of red wine, poured
some , and handed it to me.

"Lafite, though not the '82 vintage. It'll do."

He was really generous; salesmen are always so bourgeois. If I bought a bottle like this, my husband would be
heartbroken , I thought.

Even if I haven't seen pork, I've seen pigs walk, right? I followed suit, tossing the wine glass around, gently swirling the
crimson . A fragrant aroma wafted into my nostrils from the swirling glass. Mu Kai was also
staring at the swirling wine glass in front of me, swirling it and watching, but his gaze didn't seem to be on the glass itself.

I took a small sip, the silky texture filling my mouth with a fragrant sensation.
The waiter then brought over the plate. We didn't speak, neither of us wanting to break the silence, as if we
were enjoying the feeling between us.

I felt a little warm, unsure if it was the aftereffects of the red wine or the ambiguous atmosphere. My heart
raced , and my vision blurred; looking at the person in front of me, I had a fleeting illusion that I mistook him for my husband. But
alas, he wasn't. I shook my head, banishing the thought from my mind. The meal finally ended in this tranquil
setting .

We stood on the seaside promenade, feeling the gentle sea breeze, gazing at the twinkling stars and
the glittering lights . Each lost in our own thoughts. My mind was in turmoil. I didn't know what to do. I seemed to
have a hidden expectation for this slightly wicked man beside me, yet I felt guilty towards my husband. I wondered how he was doing alone at home.
I was a married woman, and I couldn't—I couldn't do what I normally considered shameful.

At this time, my colleagues had all returned. Thankfully, they hadn't noticed anything, just chattering excitedly around
us boasting about their "achievements" of the day. I could only listen. Maybe this was an
opportunity for me to slip away…

Just as I was about to find an excuse to escape, someone suggested going to a bar. I tried to decline,
saying , but they wouldn't let me off the hook. So they
dragged me to a nearby nightclub.

The deafening noise and the bustling crowd overwhelmed me. We got a large booth, mostly
filled with young people, indulging their passion. I was about their age, but our lifestyles were completely different
. There were cases of beer on the table, and I was dragged along to play
games . I was also forced to drink two or three bottles of beer, feeling dizzy and about to get drunk.

I looked up and saw Mu Kai drinking with some male colleagues at the other end of the table. He seemed to have a high tolerance for alcohol,
showing no signs of discomfort. He put down his empty bottle and noticed me, looking slightly drunk and
pleading for help . As the only leader here, he suggested everyone go to the dance floor and have some fun. The crowd, having drunk
quite a bit , scattered and swayed to the music as they stepped onto the dance floor, a chaotic scene of frenzied dancing.

Only he and I remained in the booth.

"Let's go have some fun!"

"I don't know how, I've never been before," I said, shaking my somewhat heavy head.

"If you don't go, it'll just be the two of us here, and they'll start gossiping. I don't care, but you're
already married, you know."

Okay, his method worked. I staggered to my feet, using the table for support, and seemed to have trouble taking a step.
He came over, took my arm, and led me into the crowded dance floor. I didn't struggle; I
just let his large hand hold mine. The warmth of his palm spread through my body, feeling comfortably cozy.
Perhaps numbed by the alcohol, I didn't pull away from his hand, letting him hold it like that.

He pulled me to the center of the dance floor and whispered in my ear, "Let go... just move with the music
. Don't worry about any steps." The loud music soon drowned out his voice again. He was right
beside me, swaying and twisting to the music. I followed his rhythm and slowly became more active. A feeling of liberation,
freedom , and indulgence washed over me, as if I had returned to my teenage years. I twisted my body freely, and my body
began to heat up. With the intense music, my blood started to boil.

His hands had somehow found their way to my waist, his powerful pectoral muscles occasionally bumping against my firm
breasts . The effects of the alcohol were slowly wearing off; sweat streamed down my body. I felt like a miniature universe was exploding inside me, an unstoppable urge.
I let his large hands roam over my body, tossing my long hair, completely lost in the moment . He moved behind me, embracing me from behind, his hands gently stroking my lower abdomen. His erect penis rubbed against my firm, round buttocks through the thin fabric—it was so stimulating. My lower body felt itchy, a warm current welling up from my lower abdomen. If I were still conscious, I would know that the fluid flowing from my vagina had soaked my panties . Shamelessly, I responded to his penis, rubbing my buttocks against his slowly rising mound. His hands would sometimes hold my waist, sometimes caress my smooth abdomen. I longed for his large hands to take things further. I writhed my arms, anticipating his further penetration, as if he understood my thoughts. His large hands moved rhythmically, climbing upwards towards my full breasts , rubbing against them through my clothes. I felt a ticklish, tingling sensation all over my breasts. At that moment , I was completely immersed in this boundless desire. I lifted my breasts, bringing them closer to his palms, and wrapped my arms around his head from behind, stroking his hair. I could clearly hear his breathing in my ear. His palms completely covered my breasts, gently lifting them and kneading . It felt so good; my thirsty breasts were being caressed in his hands, so itchy, so much more. I moaned through my nose, even though the music was loud and the crowd was bustling. I knew he could hear me. He kneaded my breasts harder and harder, and today I was wearing a thin, transparent bra , plus a chiffon top over it. My breasts were almost completely exposed, squeezed in his hands, most of the flesh pushed out by the low neckline, exposed to the air. His fingers easily found my nipple, and he pinched it through my clothes, making it tingle and feel incredibly stimulating. I felt a gush of fluid spurt from my lower body; my vagina was already soaked. He held my body, his hands kneading my full breasts, while behind me, his huge, erect penis pressed against my buttocks through his pants. He thrust into me shamefully, pounding against my body. More and more forcefully … At that moment, I was truly a wanton woman, I thought. I had completely lost control of my body ; I was like a small boat being swallowed by an ocean of lust… Just then, his hand suddenly left my breast, leaving a feeling of emptiness. But then , a large hand slipped under my skirt, caressing my smooth inner thigh. It was so itchy, like a million ants crawling on me. I couldn't make any move to refuse. His large hand slid down my thigh to under my skirt, pressing against my vulva through my already soaked lace panties. His thick fingers kneaded my clitoris… It was so uncomfortable; my vagina was leaking more and more fluid, even flowing down my thighs , surely wetting his fingers… He held me tightly from behind, pressing his body against mine, breathing hot air into my ear, “Darling, you’re wet…” He pulled his hand out from under my skirt, revealing a wet finger covered in my fluids. At that moment, I suddenly regained my senses, a huge wave of guilt washing over me. My husband’s face flashed clearly in my mind. I couldn’t do this, I couldn’t betray my husband. I turned around, pushed him away, stumbled to the booth, grabbed my handbag, and fled back to my hotel room. What was wrong with me? Was I a slutty woman? I had actually done this with another man, been touched all over by him, and my body was even leaking lewd fluids. I hated myself, hated my own weakness, for having acted unfaithfully because of another man. I rushed into the bathroom, turned on the shower, and the gushing hot water washed over my filthy body. I felt so dirty, so wretched. Besides my husband, I had been touched . I was an impure woman. Thinking of my husband, so far away, I longed for him to be by my side. Tears streamed down my face… My mind was in turmoil; I didn't know how to face this. Images of my husband and Mu Kai filled my brain, giving me a splitting headache. I grabbed the phone and called my boss, who was still asleep, to ask for leave and book a flight. Before dawn, I hurriedly checked out of the hotel and caught the early morning flight, embarking on my journey home. I couldn't face the people at the company, and even less could I face my husband alone at home. After landing, I went back to my rural hometown, the place where I grew up. The countryside had changed so much. Many people had long since moved away, and I didn't want to bother anyone. I sat quietly by the canal, watching the sunrise and sunset, the water rushing by. When whenever I felt wronged or sad, I would secretly sit by the river and daydream. I let my sorrow drift away with the river… At that moment, I could think of nothing, ask nothing, and say nothing. No one would bother me; I didn't need to bring my phone, I didn't need to worry about anything. Only I was there, alone in this world. Walking along the cobblestone path I used to walk as a child , recalling the little things from my childhood, gradually the gloom in my heart slowly drifted away with the wind. Unconsciously, I had already…

I stayed here for three days, and my mood calmed down a lot. What needs to be faced will eventually have to be faced, and I'll eventually return to
my old life.

Back at the hotel, I checked my phone. There were missed calls from my husband, and that's when I remembered. Tomorrow is his birthday
. I lied and said I needed to work for a few days, making sure not to mention his birthday. I planned to surprise him. There were also
many missed calls and messages from Mu Kai.

"Lou Ling, I'm sorry about what happened that day. Beauty isn't wrong. As a normal man, I
was deeply attracted to you, and I did something inappropriate at the inappropriate time. We're both adults now.
Your body's reaction was so real. Why run away? If beauty is a mistake, I hope we can embrace it
."

Opening one of his messages was full of provocation, and my newly calmed-down mood instantly became chaotic again. I deleted
all ; there was no need to look at them anymore. I composed myself, slept peacefully, and the next day I went to
the mall to pick out a watch as a birthday gift for my husband.

After several hours on the bus, I finally arrived home, travel-worn. It wasn't
time for him to get off work yet; he was probably still working hard. I thought I'd make a candlelight dinner and surprise him when he got home. I'd be a stay-at-home mom for a
day . Passing the convenience store downstairs, I even bought a bottle of red wine.

It was that familiar home again; although I hadn't been away for very long, it felt like an eternity.

Opening the bedroom door, I was greeted by a messy living room. My husband is usually very clean; how could he be
so slovenly while I was away?

His clothes and trousers were scattered on the sofa and floor. Wait, there were women's clothes too—underwear
! My first thought was that the house had been burgled. But upon closer inspection, it wasn't my underwear. I was certain it wasn't mine
; it was a sexy pink bra, and the cup size was different from mine.

Besides being burgled, there was only one possibility: my husband had taken another woman while I was away
and brought her home.

Just then, I heard "hmm...hmm..." sounds and the slapping of flesh coming from the bedroom
.

I rushed to the bedroom door, and the scene that greeted me was like a bolt from the blue.

Two naked bodies were intertwined. The man I knew so well, my husband, lay on the bed,
thrusting his hips forcefully against the woman on top of him. That woman was Chen Jing, a woman I knew all too well
. I never imagined my beloved husband and my best friend would end up in the same bed. I stood
there , stunned. The bottle of red wine I had just bought slipped from my hand, fell to the floor, and shattered, just like my heart, instantly
shattered.

The sound of the wine hitting the ground startled the two naked people still engaged in their lovemaking. They scrambled off
the bed , frantically searching for their scattered clothes like clowns. I coldly watched their act,
feeling utterly disgusted.

I grabbed my bag, stormed out, not wanting to face them again, not wanting to say a
word The heavy slam of the door echoed behind me, leaving only my resolute back.

As the night lights came on, I wandered the streets alone, tears streaming down my face. What
I had experienced recently was truly a cruel irony. I suppressed my desires, believing I was only loyal to my husband, but I never
imagined he would come after me, and in our own home, on the very bed where we once entwined. Our wedding photo still hung
on the wall ; the happiness in that frame was heartbreaking.

The bar was dimly lit, filled with a diverse crowd of dissolute people. I don't know how I got into that
bar; I only knew I needed alcohol to numb the pain. I sat at
the bar , ordering only the strongest liquor. Glass after glass, the hot alcohol stung my throat, the burning
sensation seemingly easing some of the agony in my heart. Men swarmed around me like flies,
wave after wave, but now I was only interested in the alcohol.

It was 2 a.m., a summer night, still slightly chilly. I staggered out of the bar,
unsteady on my feet, my head throbbing. I leaned against the wall, retching repeatedly, acidic stomach acid churning and
surging from my mouth.

The streets were nearly deserted, almost empty. I ran wildly to the middle of the road, screaming
hysterically , trying to stop the tears from flowing. But it was all in vain. I felt so helpless. I'd already lost
a shoe, and I squatted barefoot in the middle of the road, sobbing and clutching my throbbing head. At that moment, I felt
so pathetic, so useless. I was so tired.

I can't quite remember how I met Mu Kai. It seemed like he was driving by in his car and spotted
me, or maybe I called him…

But none of that mattered anymore. I was already taking a hot shower in his clean and tidy bathroom.
The alcohol seemed to have sobered me up a bit, but my head still ached, making me forget many things.

I got dressed and came out of the bathroom, soaking wet. The living room smelled strongly of tobacco, and the coffee table was littered with
cigarette butts . Mu Kai was sitting in the smoke, so close yet so far. He stared straight at me, then stood up.
He reached out and pulled me into his arms. I didn't move, just let him hold me like that.

His broad chest felt warm and comforting. I rested my head on his strong shoulder, and in that moment, I felt safe and secure.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here for you." He stroked my long hair, gently patting my back with one hand. His tone was unusually
gentle, and a surge of emotion welled up inside me. Everything I had experienced during this time—the sweet, the embarrassing, the wronged
, the painful, the heartbreaking—all rushed in at once. Tears streamed down my face, and I couldn't help but hug Mu Kai
and sob .

He didn't stop me; he just held me tighter. "Cry, it'll make you feel better."

The tears flowed like a burst dam, as if I had cried out all
the tears , soaking his clothes. I don't know how long it was before I slowly stopped crying, only
soft sobs escaping my nostrils. He pulled me to the sofa and gently wiped the tears from my face with a tissue. His
expression was focused; he was no longer the mischievous man he usually was. I felt that at that moment, I was completely melted by his gentleness
.

The tissue had already been thrown into the trash can, but his large hands cupped my flushed cheeks, and then a large mouth pressed against
my lips. For some reason, I didn't resist. I was just
like bewildered and helpless. His full lips were warm; at first, he kissed my lips gently, slowly...
He enveloped my small mouth. His thick tongue pried open my lips, deftly slipping into my mouth.

I felt thirsty; my tongue, against my will, was seduced by him, gradually responding to his movements,
intertwining with his serpentine tongue, sucking each other's saliva. His kiss grew stronger,
until I could barely breathe, only able to breathe through my nose. My heaving breasts climbed onto his hands,
gently caressing them through my dress.

His hands were large, but his movements were gentle, completely unlike my husband's roughness. Just thinking of that man
sent a pang of pain through my heart, a surge of anger rising within me. Until the man before me gently caressed me, and his passionate kisses,
like pulled me back to reality from my reverie. My body was burning, my face flushed,
and soft moans escaped my lips involuntarily.

To hell with infidelity, to hell with morality! I roared inwardly, shattering all my
defenses. I began to respond to Mu Kai's movements. I unbuttoned his shirt, my hands caressing his firm
chest and abdomen. The powerful muscles were intoxicating.

My breasts swelled slowly from his kneading, feeling the pressure of his hands. They were hot,
itchy, yearning for further penetration, wanting more force. He seemed to hear my inner cry, guiding
my arms out from under my dress.

My snow-white breasts were exposed to his gaze. His lips had left my thirsty lips, allowing me to
breathe deeply. But he was sucking on my delicate neck, his nimble tongue gliding over my tender skin,
so ticklish . My dress had been pulled down to my waist, my full breasts, encased in a thin, sexy black lace bra
, stood erect. This was supposed to be a birthday gift for my husband, but now it was before another man,
a thrill of defying morality rising within me.

He looked down at my exposed breasts, which heaved with each heavy breath
.

"So beautiful." Hearing his words, I felt a blissful flutter in my heart.

The sheer lace bra, barely visible through the fabric, revealed my areolas and nipples, making them appear even more alluring.
His lips pecked at my breasts like raindrops, their warmth so intense. His large hands grasped my
erect nipples again, kneading them vigorously, ravaging my tender breasts through the bra.

Under his relentless assault, the small bra gradually crumbled. The front clasp was bitten open by his
teeth , and my two full breasts sprang free. I shyly tried to cover
myself, but he had already pinned my hands down. His hungry mouth took my tender, erect nipples into his mouth.

It was so itchy; my nipples were enveloped by his warm mouth, his tongue circling my areolas, feeling like a swarm of
ants crawling on them—a tingling, numb sensation. He sucked, gently bit, and licked. My God, his mouth was so
agile. He took my nipple into his mouth and played with it wantonly. I couldn't even describe the wonderful feeling; it was something I
had never experienced before. I wanted to scream out the pleasure, but I held back. All that
came out were soft moans, "Mmm... mmm... mmm..."

I held his head, which was resting against my chest, in a position that felt like breastfeeding a child—so shameful. He
felt my response and worked even harder. He also squeezed my other breast in his hand, the warmth of his palm transferring through
my nipple , making my body feel hot, as if a fire was rising in my lower abdomen. My vagina felt even
hotter. I squeezed my legs together, enduring his violation.

"Oh... it's so itchy, be gentle..." His teeth gently bit my nipple. Although it hurt a little,
it felt incredibly good, penetrating to the bone.

My breasts grew larger and larger, and my nipples hardened under his alternating teasing. My vagina felt
increasingly empty, flowing with lustful fluid.

His restless hands finally released my full breasts, but instead reached under my skirt, gently caressing my
legs . Another wave of itchiness washed over me, an itch that reached my vagina. My wet, hot opening soaked my lace panties,
and I could feel the warm, wet fluid on my buttocks.

I writhed, enduring the loneliness and emptiness within me.

His hands crawled down to my genitals, lifting my skirt. I cooperated, letting him pull down my
soaking panties and toss them aside. My pink, moist vagina, hidden beneath the thick, dark forest, hungrily opened, its
bright red opening oozing fluid. I covered my face, feeling so ashamed. My vagina, once only enjoyed by my husband, was now
being soothed by another man. I could feel his fingers circling my opening, occasionally touching my clitoris. It was so
uncomfortable, so shameful.

A soft body touched my opening—it was his mouth! I never imagined a man
would be willing to use his mouth on me.

"No...it's dirty..." I frantically reached out to cover my vulva, trying to stop him from doing anything further.
But he just smiled mischievously, pried my hands off, and brought his mouth close, pressing his entire mouth against mine, licking my vulva
forcefully A wave of pleasure spread throughout my body, it felt so good. His nimble tongue kept
licking my clitoris, his rough stubble scraping against the skin on my thighs, so itchy, so stimulating.

"Ah...ah...um..." I couldn't help but cry out loudly. He actually bit my
clitoris with his teeth, and for a moment, the stimulation made me want to jump up. Luckily, he held me down with his strong hands.

My vulva became increasingly wet, and he opened his mouth wide, sucking greedily like a gluttonous child.
The tender flesh of my vulva was enveloped by him, making squeaking sounds...how shameful.

The sensations below grew more and more intense. Although he hadn't penetrated me yet, the feeling had already surpassed
all the pleasure my husband had ever given me.

Although my vulva was being caressed at the entrance, the depths inside were itchy. I longed for something to
fill it.

He had removed all restraints, and a large, hard black penis stood erect before me. He guided
my small hand to caress his pride; it was so thick. One hand could barely encircle it, and the bulging veins on the shaft
were quite frightening. My hand trembled slightly, but my vagina was even more thirsty, and my juices flowed
even more freely.

My hazy eyes and soft moans were filled with anticipation for the invasion of this ugly penis.

Mu Kai spread my legs, exposing my genitals; my white dress was still wrapped around my waist, and my black
lace panties dangled from my feet—the scene was so lewd.

My thirsty little hole opened its little mouth, ready to welcome his invasion, but his big cock was gently
rubbing against the entrance, coated with my juices, teasing my sensitive nerves. So itchy… my empty body could no longer bear it,
I thrust my buttocks forward, bringing my opening to the purple glans, yearning for his entry.

Just as I was still trying to welcome his entry, he thrust forward with force, his huge cock entering my hole without
resistance . Filling the entire passage.

"Ah… um…" What a full feeling, the big, hard cock had penetrated my little hole, and
a sense of satisfaction, like a child receiving a beloved toy, rose from the bottom of my heart.

I was completely possessed by him, his big cock thrusting rapidly inside me, hitting the depths of my uterus,
God, he'd even reached my G-spot, I'd never felt like this before, it felt so good. I felt like I could fly. He held my
legs, slamming into my buttocks, the scrotum beneath his cock hitting my anus, even more stimulating.

I couldn't help but moan, craving his ravaging.

"Ugh...so good..." I cried out involuntarily from his powerful movements. I finally understood
why Chen Jing had reacted that way back then. I hadn't imagined that his thick penis was now thrusting
inside , and I felt like a wanton woman being fucked by another man. My
shame kept eroding. All I knew was that I was enjoying it, enjoying it to the core.

"Mmm...mmm...so good...I'm so full!" My eyes were glazed over as I hugged his strong
waist feeling his thrusts, and cried out ecstatically. "I...I...I want..."

"What do you want?" He smiled wickedly, his hands still kneading my breasts, his fingers pinching my
nipples . But his penis stopped.

I felt a sudden emptiness in my vagina, "Mmm...you bad boy...faster..." I twisted my body, craving his
penetration .

"Tell me, what do you want..." he continued to tease me. I felt my face burning red with shame
, and I whispered, "I want you... to fuck me." If there were a crack in the ground right now, I would definitely want to disappear into it. I never
thought I was so lewd, that I could say such shameless things.

"Louder, I can't hear you..."

"Hurry up, I want you to fuck me hard..." Since I was going to indulge, I wanted to indulge completely. I
tore off the veil of shame in my heart, screaming wildly, thrusting my hips hard to meet him.

His response drove me crazy. His thick penis pounded even more wildly in my muddy little hole. My little
hole became hot and burning from the powerful thrusting of his penis, and my juices were drawn out by his penis,
soaking . I was being ravaged by another man on his sofa.

"It's too hard, it feels so good..." I no longer held back and screamed wantonly. No one could have imagined that I, usually so
traditional and quiet, would be fucked so hard by another man's huge penis that I cried out in ecstasy.

"So thick...so big...it's hitting my G-spot...waaaah. You bad guy...you're bullying me...my pussy
is so hot...it's being fucked by your big penis..."

Hearing my cries, he thrust even harder. "Your pussy is so tight, it's going to break me..." He
breathed , thrusting forcefully inside me, as if trying to pierce through me.

"Ah...um...um...so good...my pussy is being fucked to death...it feels so good." I mimicked
Chen Jing , twisting my body and moaning ecstatically.

"Does it feel better when I fuck you, or when your husband fucks you..."

"You bad guy...um...of course it's...it's you...you've fucked me...and you still ask me
this ." At this moment, I had long forgotten about that unfaithful man, only caring about shamelessly responding
to the man beneath me.

He pulled his large penis out, and I immediately felt a void in my vagina. His penis was erect in the air
, covered in my vaginal fluids—it was so embarrassing. Then he flipped me over, making me lie face down on the sofa, gripping
the backrest, sticking out my pert buttocks, and spreading my legs, revealing my thirsty vagina. I felt like a little
bitch being played with, my whole body burning with heat, welcoming his next thrust.

His large hands gripped my slender waist, his large, purple glans tightly sucked into my vagina, slowly pushing in again
. The glans scraped against the tender flesh inside, sending waves of pleasure through
my body. I trembled, welcoming his thrusts from behind.

"You're so bad…what do you…take me for?" I cried out coquettishly, "This position is so
shameful…like a little dog…" I yelled, tilting my head back, my long, disheveled hair flying behind me.

"You're my little bitch..." He grabbed my breasts, which were swaying in the air,
and thrust into my vagina from behind.

"Ah...ah...I'm...I'm your little bitch...you're going to ruin me...I've
never...never felt this good before...harder."

"Harder...rub my breasts...it's so itchy..." I shamelessly started ordering him around. My
breasts were being kneaded and rubbed by his large hands, changing shape in his hands.

"Ah...ah...um...um...oh...no...don't touch there." He not only violated my
vagina, but also stroked my anus with his fingers, which was even more stimulating. I felt every pore on my body open up instantly
, and his large glans kept hitting my cervix, the feeling was so intense, it felt like I was flying in the sky...
I actually orgasmed...I actually orgasmed from being fucked by another man...I've never
felt so good before. A hot stream gushed out of my uterus, it was so...so good.

"Ah...I'm here...I'm here..." I gasped for breath, my body trembling as I welcomed my first
orgasm. "Ahhh...I'm here..."

My hands gripped his arms tightly from behind, my nails digging into his muscles. He was oblivious
, not stopping, relentlessly thrusting powerfully. Before the first orgasm had even subsided,
the piston-like movements, like a small motor, sent wave after wave of pleasure through me. "So good...so good...
it's amazing ...I love you so much...woo...mmm...ah..." I was being fucked so badly I could only utter a few simple
syllables, almost unable to speak.

"Is your big cock good for you...?" he began to swear.

"Good, big cock is so good...I'm being fucked to death by big cock...big cock is so powerful...big cock...big cock
...I want big cock...ahhh...ah...mmm..." I had long since abandoned all shame, any lewd sounds...
He could even utter lewd words, "Who's the big cock fucking?"

"The big cock is fucking Lou Ling... Lou Ling is being fucked by the big cock..."

"Who's fucking Lou Ling with the big cock?"

"Mu Kai... Mu Kai is fucking Lou Ling with the big cock..." I mechanically moved my buttocks to match his
thrusts, responding wantonly, "Is Mu Kai's big cock fucking Lou Ling's cunt...?"

"Waaah... I am... I am... umm... I am a cunt... Big cock, fuck me...
I can't take it anymore ... The big cock is fucking Lou Ling's cunt to death... Ahh... Ahh... I'm coming again..."

Stimulated by a series of lewd moans, I reached another climax. Mu Kai didn't stop behind me, like a wild horse
on the prairie , thrusting into my cunt even more powerfully than before. After two climaxes, I was almost
exhausted. I lay on the sofa, looking down at my two swaying breasts being fucked and flying in the air, being
grabbed in his hands and kneaded hard. The sounds of his powerful thrusts echoed in the room, like
beautiful music...

"Ugh...mmm...ah..." My pussy was so wet, the squelching sounds of his vigorous
thrusts accompanied by a gush of fluid. Each thrust brought out a spray of juices. His penis inside me
grew , like an even more powerful cannon, pumping wildly. I gritted my teeth,
thrusting my hips back in rhythm with his movements...

"Ah...ah...ah..." I screamed.

His breathing grew heavier, his penis scraping against my tender flesh until it was almost numb. A rapid,
torrential downpour rained down on my cervix. We screamed wildly as we reached orgasm, a warm current flowing from inside me
as his large penis pumped his semen into my body. It was so warm; my body was now filled with
another man's semen…

After the climax, we didn't talk much, just held each other. That night we indulged ourselves recklessly;
the living room, bathroom, bed, balcony, and even the kitchen the next morning all held our lewd and beautiful
memories .

After that day, I never saw Mu Kai again. Some memories are worth remembering for a lifetime, even though I
enjoyed them. But when I came to my senses, I knew that wasn't my future. I left that familiar
city, left that city that hurt me, left that husband I once loved, and left
the powerful, big penis that gave me so many beautiful memories. I started my new life!

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