[The Divorce Caused Lin Li to Fall in Love with Depravity] (01-02) Author: Zhai Xiao Erlang

Author: Zhai Xiao Erlang
Word Count: 9426

Chapter 1

: Returning Home Alone It was late 2015. The fervor for Christmas Eve hadn't yet subsided, and a joyful atmosphere still permeated every corner of
the city , including the airport we were seeing now. The night was deep, and the airport was, of course, still
brightly lit. Scattered people, some picking up passengers, others transferring, filled the air. One plane after another slowly landed…
took off… "Lin Li…we…we should get a divorce,"

her husband, An Yuan, said calmly and firmly, yet it made her gasp for breath.

She had witnessed her husband's passionate actions with another woman, heard their ecstatic
moans and heavy breathing—a shameful betrayal and infidelity.

But hearing those words from her usually loving husband still left her feeling
utterly lost .

It seemed there wasn't a single corner in the world where she could find respite from her immense grief.

What should have been a joyful travel and work opportunity had turned into a terrible marital breakdown. She
couldn't accept it. She fled the place where it all happened, flying back to China alone from Singapore.

The wind was icy cold, blowing through her skirt, piercing her stockings, and chilling her icy skin.

Alone and hurried from the international exit, she hailed a taxi, without asking anyone to pick her up.

The car moved through the streets she and An Yuan had walked together.

Lin Li rolled down the window; the cool evening wind tousled her long hair, revealing her cold, tormented
face .

She stared blankly out the window, letting the cold wind flow across her face.

The images that wouldn't leave her mind were: her husband, An Yuan, and another woman in bed, their movements violent, their
heavy breathing and soft moans—the more she tried to forget, the more defiantly they lingered in her mind.

There was no escape.

Lin Li couldn't avoid them; she could only let these scenes relentlessly torment her.

Her already slender body became even thinner, making her all the more pitiful.

The car wound its way to a villa area.

"Miss, Miss!"

The repeated sounds of her husband demanding a divorce and her calling out to another woman in bed were
interrupted .

"We've arrived."

The driver glanced at Lin Li in the rearview mirror, reminding her it was time to get out.

Even the driver's eyes held a hint of pity; he felt sorry for this beautiful woman, so tormented and distraught.

Perhaps she cared too much, too unable to let go, her sorrow written all over her face,
clear even to a stranger.

"Hmm?"

Lin Li snapped back to reality.

She felt an itch and a coolness on her face.

She raised the back of her hand to wipe her face, only to find it was covered in tears.

"Oh, I'm sorry, thank you, driver,"

Lin Li said, hurriedly regaining her composure.

After paying the fare, Lin Li opened the car door, took a deep breath, and stepped out.

Standing at her doorstep, she felt a mixture of anticipation and fear.

The living room light was on, its warm glow making her feel comforted.

Her parents and younger brother should be waiting for her at home.

The second floor was her and her husband An Yuan's room, eerily dark, making Lin Li afraid to return to that
place that had once been filled with sweetness.

She raised her hand, hesitant and timid.

Perhaps driven by the instinct to avoid harm and seek benefit, returning home only intensified her thoughts of her husband, naturally leading to greater
pain.

But she still rang the doorbell. The

"ding-dong"

was jarring; the most pleasant sound of welcoming someone home now carried a chilling dread.

Immediately afterward, Lin Li heard hurried footsteps.

"Coming! Coming!"

It was her father's voice, and Lin Li felt a small sense of calm.

The door suddenly opened, and the warm yellow light from the living room shone into Lin Li's eyes,
stinging them .

A man in his early fifties stood before her—her biological father, Lin Jiansheng.

Lin Jiansheng froze, perhaps shaken by the sight of his beloved daughter.

His daughter had never been so listless and dejected; she huddled in the cold wind, her eyes wet
with tears.

He felt an unbearable heartache.

Forcing himself to appear strong, he concealed his own pain and sorrow.

Lin Jiansheng took Lin Li's bag.

"Lin Li, you're back. The journey must have been tiring. Dad has been waiting for you for so long."

As he took the bag, he touched his daughter's hand; it was so thin and cold.

Lin Li didn't want her father to worry about her.

She forced a smile, trying to appear more energetic.

"Yes, I'm back, Dad."

Lin Li avoided Lin Jiansheng's gaze. She knew she couldn't hide her troubles, so she simply avoided
looking into her father's eyes.

She glanced around the house.

"Where's Mom? And your brother isn't home either?"

Lin Jiansheng took out slippers and laid them out for Lin Li.

"Yes, your mom's not home, and your brother's still out playing."

Lin Li took off her shoes, placing her cold feet in the warm slippers, feeling a long-lost sense of comfort
.

"Haven't eaten? Dad will make you something to eat. Go back to your room and take a shower."

Lin Li then realized she hadn't had a proper meal for several days, and only now, back home, did she feel a little hungry
.

"Hmm."

She could sense a hint of worry and tension in her father's voice. He knew his daughter's personality, and he
knew the immense blow An Yuan's infidelity had dealt her.

"Tap tap tap tap,"

Lin Jiansheng went to the kitchen, the pale blue flames glowing as he prepared a warm snack for his daughter.

He wanted to ask, to ask Lin Li if she had been eating on time in Singapore, how she had taken care of herself without anyone by her side
.

But he couldn't bear to ask.

He knew that hearing these questions from her closest relative would cause her the most hurt and pain.

Lin Li returned to the second floor in a daze.

Her bedroom door was closed; she was afraid to open it. She didn't know
what it would be like to walk into the room and lie alone on the bed where they had once been intimate.

Her hand hesitated for a long time on the doorknob before finally pressing it down very carefully.

The room was pitch dark, except that the usual faint smell of Lin Li's perfume in the air had dissipated,
replaced by a light smell of dust.

The hand finds the familiar switch position.

The room suddenly lit up, like daylight.

The display in the room has not changed at all. On the large double bed, two pillows are lying quietly.
There were a few wrinkles on the slippery sheets, as if the two of them had just gone out to work separately. There is

also a windbreaker from Anyuan hanging in the corner.

Things have changed, and now there is someone else in his arms.

Lin Li couldn't help but be filled with emotion. She choked with sobs and couldn't cry.

Lin Jiansheng silently flipped the golden fried eggs in the pot, and his heart felt like a hot pot was heating up, extremely tormenting.

In the study, the divorce agreement faxed by son-in-law Anyuan lay quietly on the table.

He didn't know how to hand this thin piece of paper to his daughter.

When he opened the door just now and saw the haggard face of his precious daughter, he really wanted to give
Anyuan , but more importantly, he wanted to hug the daughter in front of him tightly.

He wanted to give her the warmest embrace.

But he dared not; he feared that the slightest mistake would only worsen Lin Li's distress.

Thinking of his daughter's tearful eyes and her cold, needing-warm skin, Lin Jiansheng
gripped .

Lin Li let her tears flow.

She silently packed her belongings and opened her and An Yuan's wardrobe.

Ties and shirts hung neatly inside.

Lin Li's fingers brushed against the clean collar of the shirt, feeling the lingering scent of An Yuan.

She sat on the edge of the bed, thinking of the countless passionate nights she and her husband had spent on this bed, the
repeated shared, every single moment vivid in her mind.

"An Yuan, ah...so good...mmm,"

the image of the short-haired woman's dazed, blissful expression in her husband's arms flashed before her eyes again.

"Ya Nan..."

Her husband's voice, calling her name, echoed more clearly in her ears.

They moaned softly as he thrust violently into her, and she responded with equal fervor.

Lin Li silently watched them kiss and thrust until they reached their climax.

This scene had repeated itself hundreds, even thousands of times before Lin Li's eyes.

Recalling her husband thrusting into another woman, the pain pounded against her heart again.

Intense pain gripped her; she couldn't escape the torment of these images.

She couldn't control herself, constantly replaying the memories, then recalling
the .

She imagined her husband's soft tongue tracing her breasts, kissing and caressing her genitals, imagining his penis
rubbing hotly inside her, filling her completely.

Accompanied by shame and pain, yet also by the memory of past pleasure, a warm liquid slowly welled up.

She didn't want to fantasize about An Yuan, but she indulged herself this time.

Lin Li went into the bathroom, turned on the water in the bathtub, hoping the water would wash away her pain.

Then she returned to the bed.

Lin Li unbuttoned her collar and took off her shirt.

A bra encased her firm breasts, her soft, smooth skin, like jade and milk
, radiating a captivating glow.

Her hand slowly moved to her chest, unhooking the bra…

Chapter Two: Daughter in the Bathroom, Father Outside the Bathroom.

Her hand slowly moved to her chest, unhooking the bra…

Lin Li's delicate breasts, like little white rabbits breaking free of their restraints, joyfully sprang forth, their pink, erect nipples
appearing adorable and alluring under the bedroom light.

At this moment, she sat upright on the bed, naked from the waist up, her long hair cascading down her smooth, beautiful back, the beautiful
lines of her back faintly visible through the strands.

Like an oil painting, a beautiful yet sorrowful silhouette.

She stood up and slowly removed her skirt.

Through the semi-transparent, cool stockings, her panties clung to her firm, rounded buttocks, a seductive and beautiful sight.

She gently placed her fingers on her waist, and with extremely elegant movements, slowly lowered her skirt from her waist to her thighs, to her slender
calves , stepping out of the stockings one foot at a time.

Removing the stockings, her beautiful legs were exposed to the air, leaving her only in underwear.

She ran her delicate fingers back to her flat, slender waist, pulled down her black underwear, and casually placed it on the bed.

Every detail was so alluring and captivating, yet the lingering tear stains on her face and her sorrowful
eyes contrasted sharply

with her charm, making her all the more pitiful and inspiring a desire to hold her tightly
.

She was completely naked, her hair reaching her face, her slender neck, her deep collarbones, her firm breasts, her flat
stomach, and beneath the sparse hair, her private parts appeared even more sacred, her pert buttocks, her long, slender legs, and her neatly arranged
toes.

As she undressed,
memories of intimate moments with her husband kept replaying in her mind.

She casually gathered her hair, went into the bathroom, where the water was already running. She

gently stepped into the bathtub and slowly sat down. The warm water slowly rose from her legs, submerging her body, finally bringing a touch of warmth

to her cold skin . Her private parts were uncontrollably moist, melting into the warm water. Lin Li instantly felt a long-lost sense of relief. She had been tormented and suffered for too long. Quietly enjoying this brief warmth, her body slowly awoke from the cold, and after the recent memories and fantasies, a desire slowly awakened within her. Water droplets clung to her smooth, jade-like skin, reflecting a captivating light under the bathroom light. The sorrowful expression on her face added a touch of poignant beauty to the otherwise idyllic scene. Lin Li casually gathered her hair at the back of her head; every curve was so perfect, so natural. This bathtub, where she and her husband had once frolicked together, now held only the image of a lonely, picturesque woman. Because Lin Li was still immersed in the sorrow of her marital breakdown, every familiar scene seemed like a provocation, always reminding her of her husband, An Yuan. Even this brief moment of bathing warmth couldn't dispel his image from her mind . How many times had they, as husband and wife, passionately kissed in this bathtub amidst the steam, indulging in...

Scenes of pleasing and enjoying each other's bodies repeatedly flashed through Lin Li's mind—happy memories, but now all that
remained was a lonely naked body… a broken soul… A deep sense of grievance and confusion threatened to tear Lin Li
apart.

Her husband's embraces and kisses, his adoring gaze, his powerful penetration—all were now given to another
woman .

The scene Lin Li witnessed that night surged back into her mind. It was a sight she had never seen before.

Two people entwined and entwined, displaying a sexual posture she had never experienced before.

The woman, whom her husband An Yuan called Ya Nan, straddled him, rapidly swaying her hips,
writhing like a water snake. She took An Yuan's hand and guided him to play with her breasts, an
incredibly seductive gesture.

And then there were her loud, wanton cries,

"Ah… baby… An Yuan… harder, fuck me harder…"

Yet, she could never utter such vulgar words.

Normally, even moaning made her incredibly shy, and she had never been so proactive in bed.
Such lewd words were uttered with absolute impossibility.

An Yuan's demeanor, usually gentle, was now one of utter madness.

Their bodies moved in perfect harmony, their eyes met passionately, and they uttered obscene words, stimulating
each other .

Lin Li initially felt only grief and indignation, but in countless subsequent recollections, she found
an inexplicable harmony in every movement they made.

She couldn't deny that while peeping through the door, she had instinctively felt a warm rush to her underwear,
but how could she accept this lustful feeling? It was her husband's infidelity, betrayal!
How could An Yuan be so passionately entangled with another woman?

Was it because of her youth?

Impossible. She knew how deeply An Yuan loved her; how could he be so easily led astray by a young girl?

Was it because she was beautiful?

Impossible. As a former model, she was second to none in appearance or figure.

Lin Li pondered this question repeatedly, each second agonizing her.

Then, was it because she wasn't seductive enough? Is it really necessary to be seductive to keep An Yuan?

But Lin Li's personality wouldn't allow her to appear submissive. She was aloof and strong; she wouldn't allow herself to
be so vulgar.

Yet, whenever she thought of that night, of that woman named Ya Nan's seductive posture, even as a woman
, she couldn't help but feel a ripple in her heart. It was such an obscene scene… Another drop of liquid
silently seeped into the bathtub.

Lin Li felt a faint restlessness again. She instantly felt incredibly pathetic, a feeling of shame and
depravity . The thought of her husband having sex with someone else and cheating on her actually brought her a pleasurable sensation.

Her face finally regained some color, her eyes filled with self-reproach and panic.

She raised her delicate eyebrows and glanced guiltily at the bathroom door.

The warm light from the bathroom shone dimly through the frosted glass, casting the shadow of An Yuan's trench coat on the hanger
.

As if making a major decision, Lin Li looked away and took a deep breath.

Her slightly flustered and shy demeanor was picturesque, her body glistening with water droplets, alluring and captivating.

A body brimming with seductive allure concealed an unyielding soul.

She propped herself up on her slender arms, lying slightly flat in the bathtub, her face up to the ceiling. The warm light from the ceiling
was somewhat dazzling, and she squinted slightly.

Thus, the beautiful curve from her chin to her neck resembled a natural line left unintentionally by an artist;
deep her collarbone, like a small puddle holding water droplets, her firm breasts heaving with tension, were even more
alluring.

A shameful liquid slowly seeped out, and the desire Lin Li was unwilling to admit was gradually released. A
subtle stirring from her lower body made her hesitate whether she should indulge herself just this once. She was a woman; she needed to
… Beneath the shallow ripples of water was a graceful waist, a cute navel, and further down, an even more sensual
and secret area.

Her sparse, lovely pubic hair floated gently and alluringly in the warm water, her two full labia majora
tightly closed, looking soft and elastic, tempting one to part them and explore. Her slender
legs were shyly closed, incredibly alluring beneath the water's ripples.

Her cheekbones were flushed slightly, her heart conflicted
. Should she suppress or release the inexplicable lust that surged within her , fueled by the memory of her husband's betrayal

? Her delicate fingers splashed water onto her chest, intentionally or unintentionally brushing against her pink nipples.
The sensitive skin immediately felt the warm touch, instantly amplifying the subtle desire.

This amplified feeling broke through the defenses of shame in her heart, and finally, she slowly cupped her hands around her breasts,
gently flicking her nipples with her fingertips.

She imagined her husband caressing her breasts, teasing her sensitive spots, imagining the warm
water like his mouth sucking and caressing her nipples, lovingly nurturing her body.

Her initially timid fingers gradually became more dexterous as she played with her nipples.

The previously vague sensation in her lower body intensified, producing a trickle of fluid and a slightly slippery, itchy
feeling.

The soft, tender flesh of her nipples hardened under the caresses, showing a desire for more stimulation.

Her body could no longer be persuaded; she only felt that this fantasy could bring her a moment of ease and
pleasure , so she obeyed its dictates and began to proceed.

She slowly raised one long leg, her jade-like white thigh parting to reveal the water flowing into the air.
The water cascaded down her beautiful leg, making a crisp, clear sound.

She placed her leg on the edge of the bathtub, outlining its beautiful lines.

She gently placed her fingers on her labia, carefully sliding them along the cleft, feeling a ticklish sensation.

However, the trickle of fluid from her vagina had already become a stream, quietly squeezing out from the cleft.

Her index and ring fingers gently parted the tender labia, and instantly, the delicate clitoris came into contact with
the warm flow of fluid, sending a wave of warmth through her.

Her middle finger finally landed on the small, protruding bud; after a long period of emptiness, she was finally touched, incredibly
sensitive, a tingling sensation washing over her instantly.

She tilted her head back and closed her eyes.

Then he began rubbing his fingers up and down, touching the small fleshy clitoris like a button; each rub
activated a stimulation switch, simultaneously igniting even greater desire.

Recalling how An Yuan had gently parted her labia with his fingers, tenderly caressing this sensitive spot, Lin Li lay on his
shoulder, eyes closed, face flushed, enjoying the sensation, afraid to make a sound, only breathing heavily, until An Yuan's
lips claimed hers, his tongue entwining with hers, bringing even more intense pleasure and
happiness.

Lin Li gently teased her clitoris, recalling her husband's techniques, fantasizing that she was the only
woman .

The pleasure intensified; Lin Li, lost in her fantasies, breathed heavily, and her other hand began pinching and
rotating her nipple. Both hands kneaded it up and down, trying to enhance the sensation.

In her mind, every moment of An Yuan's teasing and caressing filled her.

Lin Jiansheng clutched the divorce papers, almost crumpling them; he felt difficulty climbing the stairs,
as if the stairs were incredibly long.

The door to his daughter Lin Li's room was open. Under the light, Lin Li's clothes, which she had just changed out of, lay quietly, her underwear
carelessly tossed on the bed.

Lin Jiansheng felt the air freeze instantly, his heart pounding for the first time in a long while, his hands clenching tighter.

He stopped at the door, his expression grave as he pondered for a moment, before finally stepping inside.

The gentle sound of running water was incredibly soothing.

Warm light shone through the frosted glass of the bathroom, making the room appear even brighter and softer.

Through the slightly ajar door, a blinding light

shone through. Lin Jiansheng glanced at the clothes scattered on the bed—his daughter's bra and underwear—and his Adam's apple bobbed
.

He slowly approached, each breath of his breath piercing his ears.

He hesitated, taking a long time to reach the bathroom door, peering tentatively through the crack
.

The bright light made his eyes water for a moment, but when they finally came to rest, the sight before him
made them widen in shock.

Lin Li was lying on her back in the bathtub, fine water droplets clinging to her skin, making her fair complexion even more
translucent. Her face was flushed, her expression blissful and lost in thought. Her straight back offered her breasts,
one nipple being squeezed and pinched by delicate fingers, sometimes submerged in the gently rippling water, sometimes
surfacing restlessly.

A leg with a perfect curve rested on the edge of the bathtub, looking exceptionally alluring.

Her slender arm extended into the water, gliding slightly, making Lin
Jiansheng

's mind wander to the scene between his daughter's legs in the water. Even though he was fully aware that Lin Li was his daughter, even though he loved her so much, and even though she was
so outstanding, this forbidden scene was something he had never dared to imagine.

However, male instincts still caused his body to react, and his penis quickly
became engorged and swollen.

One glance was enough to make him unable to look away from his daughter's body.

Meanwhile, in the bathroom, Lin Li was no longer satisfied with gentle, slow caresses.

With a splash, another beautiful leg emerged from the water, draped over the other edge of the bathtub. Now both legs were
out of the water , spread wide to allow the body to better experience the pleasure.

With her legs open, her lower body felt even warmer, and the stimulation from her fingers was amplified.

The warm water surrounding her felt like her husband's mouth enveloping her clitoris and labia minora, while the rubbing
fingers felt like his tongue teasing her.

Coupled with her imagination, the speed of her hands involuntarily increased.

The movements of her arms became more intense, and her breathing became heavier.

Waves of tingling sensations attacked unknown places.

Lin Li felt a long-lost stimulation, and she couldn't help but let out soft moans as she fantasized about masturbating.

"Ah... Husband..."

Her fingers continued to tease her faster, her cute little nipples being rubbed and twisted.

Soft, alluring moans stimulated her eardrums, each sound arousing even more desire.

Lin Jiansheng witnessed all of this, stunned, until the feeling of fullness in his lower body pulled him back to reality.
By then, his desire was out of control.

He trembled as he slowly and gently unzipped his pants, his erect penis sprang out.

He felt a sudden sense of relief.

His reason remained; he knew he shouldn't be peeping at his daughter showering, but his penis was throbbing with
desire, almost bursting.

He glanced back at the underwear on the bed.

He then looked at the silhouette of his daughter, Lin Li, lost in self-pleasure through the crack in the door, listening to her sweet, seductive moans.

Desire overcame reason. He tiptoed to the bed, picked up the underwear, and quietly returned to
the bathroom door.

He slowly unfolded the underwear, revealing a smudged liquid at the crotch, making it look incredibly lewd.

He buried his nose deep inside the underwear; a faint fishy smell mingled with the beautiful scent of his daughter's body, stimulating Lin Jiansheng's brain like
an aphrodisiac .

He finally couldn't control himself any longer. While continuing to look at Lin Li, he used the crotch of the underwear to cover
his erect penis, imagining it penetrating his daughter's tender vagina, and slowly began to masturbate.

Lin Li's moans grew more intense, and in her mind, An Yuan's tongue intensified its pleasure, causing even stronger
ripples .

The light illuminated her delicate face, highlighting her expression of enjoyment.

The gushing fluids made her incredibly slippery, allowing her fingers to move even faster and more smoothly.

"Mmm...mmm...good, so comfortable...husband,"

she tried to moan softly, as if her lover had never left, as if the two were truly entwined as ever.

Her cries only aroused her father outside the door, who began to fantasize that his daughter
wasn't calling him "husband," but rather "Daddy." His daughter's soft moans whispered in his ear, and he fantasized about sucking on
her nipples, about his penis penetrating her tight, tender vagina, thrusting wildly.

With his fantasies, his hand movements became more intense, and with Lin Li's recently removed underwear, Lin Jiansheng
felt as if he truly possessed her tender vagina, feeling incredibly stimulated.

He deeply and rapidly stroked his penis beneath her underwear.

Lin Li's hands moved just as fast as his. She was so engrossed in her fantasy that she didn't even notice her
father peeping at her from outside the door. She continued to indulge in her fantasies and quickened her hand movements.

The pleasure in her lower body almost overwhelmed her mind, forcing her to accelerate recklessly, as if only through
this she hold onto the lover in her mind.

Her clitoris gradually heated up, becoming more prominent, making the stimulation even more pronounced, her delicate body
extremely .

She quickened her pace, twisting and rubbing, the small fleshy bead swirling between her fingers, each movement sending
shivers .

Lin Jiansheng, watching his daughter's increasingly intense movements, stroked even harder, fantasizing that his penis
was being tightly gripped by his daughter's honey pot.

"Ah... I can't take it anymore... Husband..."

The rapid stimulation of her sensitive clitoris drew out a heat that could melt everything, impacting her uterus and
heart . She

was about to reach her climax.

Her back arched upwards, her brows furrowed tightly, her beautiful legs tensed,
and the neat toes on her cute feet involuntarily curled up. Her nipples hardened, and the fingers stimulating her forgot to move, trembling slightly

under the movement of her almost collapsing other hand . His breath was held, the only sound the splashing water, and his face flushed an excited pink. He was enjoying an indescribable surge of pleasure. His mind went completely blank. Lin Jiansheng, who hadn't released properly for days, was now on the verge of climax, stimulated by his fantasies about his daughter's lewdness, the real image of Lin Li , and the tangible scent of her panties in his hand. He gripped his penis tightly and began to stroke it forcefully and quickly. With a few more tremors, a gush of white fluid erupted. The release he had held back for so long was incredibly pleasurable; his slightly open mouth could no longer contain the urge to exhale. "Ah..." With a heavy, uncontrollable growl, Lin Jiansheng cried out involuntarily at the moment of his orgasm. Instantly, his face turned deathly pale, his expression frozen. He looked at the panties in his hand; the white semen had completely covered the fluid from his daughter's crotch area. He had been too lost in the moment and had lost control. The room inside was eerily quiet. Lin Li, jolted awake from the afterglow of her climax by the low growl outside the door, quickly pulled her long legs and curled up in the bathtub, her expression a mixture of shame and terror. "Who? Who's outside!" she cried, her voice trembling with panic. She remained tightly huddled in the tub, listening intently to the sounds outside. Then came the hurried sound of slippers fading into the distance. Lin Li's mind went blank for a moment; she remained stunned in the tub for a long while before slowly regaining her senses. Only she and her father were home. Was it her father? She thought that perhaps her moans and her wanton masturbation had frightened him. Had he seen her? She blushed with shame and embarrassment, unsure of what to do. Lin Li's heart pounded like a deer's, tense and confused; she knew she would likely have another sleepless night. She slowly rose from the bathtub, water flowing over her alabaster skin, revealing her firm breasts and rounded buttocks. She wrapped herself in a towel, concealing her beautiful body, and stood at the bathroom door, listening intently. There was only silence outside. Then she quietly emerged, the flush of nervousness still lingering on her face. Her hair was damp, and she looked shyly demure. She was breathtakingly beautiful after her bath. However, her mind was filled with tension and fear. She didn't know how to face her father after what had happened. Suddenly, she noticed her underwear at her feet, the ones Lin Jiansheng had dropped in his panicked departure. Lin Li instinctively picked them up, and a strong smell of male semen assaulted her nostrils. Ah… Lin Li's mind went blank. Could it be… could it be that her father had just… She knew exactly how men ejaculated, and her face flushed even more with shame. She tried to recall what she had just said, feeling increasingly embarrassed and ashamed. She didn't even know how to face her father afterward. He had seen her masturbating, and he had even masturbated in front of her underwear! This shameful scene was unbelievable. She would never want to see him again. She recalled her father's heartfelt cry earlier. He must have been enjoying it. The thought only intensified her shame. With a mix of trepidation and shame, she walked to the bedside and noticed a slightly crumpled piece of paper on the sheet. She picked it up, and her fear and tension vanished instantly. The pleasure she felt after masturbating in the bathroom, and the shame and unease , all faded away. Large tears instead streamed down her cheeks… [To be continued]

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