[Urban] The True Colors of a Lustful Woman (Complete) - Episodes 28-30 (End)

Chapter 16 Beach Romance ( Part 2 )

********** ... Her graceful curves, clad in a bathrobe, were faintly visible in the moonlight. The high ceiling of the living room was illuminated by special lighting effects, creating a starry sky effect, with twinkling stars lighting up the room and reflecting the night view outside the window. Beneath the seemingly tranquil night, however, lay a stirring within Qianqian's heart. The night view outside the window, the comfortable mansion, the environment far removed from the hustle and bustle, the handsome man, and the passionate sparks of desire igniting between them—all of this seemed so wrong to Qianqian, who was already married, yet she was so captivated by it, unable to extricate herself. From the moment she stepped through the gates of this mansion, Qianqian knew she had taken the most dangerous step towards the forbidden line. From the tentative physical contact when they first met at the gym, to the uncontrollable mutual caressing while peeping at erotic scenes in the nightclub, to the involuntary image of him in her mind during lonely nights of masturbation, to even the near-crossing sexual encounter on the beach that afternoon—as she gradually succumbed to temptation, Qianqian could clearly feel the desire and anticipation within her. If her previous restless and excessive actions could be comforted by the excuse of "still having a bottom line," then tonight, alone with him, her restless heart, in the ambiguous and romantic atmosphere, unable to suppress her impulses and desires, under the combined attack of these factors, her "bottom line" was probably about to crumble… Facing this desire within her, she had been afraid, and she had suppressed it, but more than anything, she felt excitement, anticipation, and a longing for a glamorous encounter to escape the mundane reality of her life and the loneliness of her husband's absence. Perhaps from the very beginning, in some corner of her heart, she had fantasized about a scene like tonight time and time again. Knowing full well what would happen tonight, Qianqian felt she couldn't stop herself. Desire, like the waves outside the window, easily tossed her up and down. In this dreamlike little space, meticulously prepared for her by Leon, almost completely isolated from the mundane reality of life, all she could do was cast aside all distractions and fall with the pull of desire… The people who had been playing on the beach that afternoon had mostly disappeared, leaving only the original stillness of the fine sand and seawater. In their place, the surrounding villas were ablaze with bright lights. At the far end of the horizon, only a campfire flickered gently in a corner of the beach, and the shadowy figures around it could be vaguely seen. Curious, Qianqian grabbed the binoculars from the table. She saw the same group of people she'd seen playing beach volleyball that afternoon gathered around the campfire. Now, the voluptuous beauties had removed their swimsuits and were laughing and playing naked around the fire. Several equally naked young men were either sitting drinking and chatting or chasing after the women… Qianqian blushed, her heart fluttering. She quickly put down the binoculars and turned around, only to meet Leon's smiling dark eyes. He had quietly appeared behind her, having finished packing his things. “Hehe, don’t make a fuss. This is a private beach area. It’s normal to relax and let loose. There are many nudist beaches abroad. It feels great to be completely unrestrained and close to nature like this…” As if Leon had read her mind, Qianqian blushed even more, but pretending not to hear him, she looked away and lazily slumped onto the comfortable leather sofa. "You wicked rich people... Confess! Do you and Brad often come here to prey on young girls?" "No, I don't. Although we're good friends, our families are worlds apart, so I don't come to places like this often... But Tim and Brad do bring girls here often, sometimes they'll invite me, but mostly they brag to me afterwards." "Bragging about what?" "It's always something like, 'We had a sex party last weekend,' 'One of the girls was so beautiful,' or 'How amazing I was at the party...'" Speaking of sex parties, Qianqian easily recalled the lewd scene she had spied on in the nightclub. In this place far from the hustle and bustle of the city and familiar life, there was no need to bear the burden of identity or emotions, only pure pleasure and the release and enjoyment of lust. Who knows how many more unrestrained lewd acts had been staged here before. "Girls these days are so shameless..." "Hehe, it's not as exaggerated as you say. It's a matter of mutual consent. It's not like those girls are really after our money. Youth should be a time to enjoy life. Being a little unrestrained isn't a big deal. Besides, this should be about gender equality. When we were in America, girls were even more wild than boys at parties. After coming back, it seems like men can be unfaithful, but women get gossiped about if they have a little bit of fun. It's so strange..." Qianqian didn't show any reaction on her face, but she secretly nodded in agreement. She had been raised with this kind of education since childhood; it was taken for granted that girls should be chaste and virtuous. But after Zizi and Leon said it several times, she thought about it carefully and realized that it was indeed true. What had been suppressing and tormenting her all along was this kind of unequal old concept. "Hey, this is a social tradition that's been built up over many years. It can't be changed overnight. People ultimately live in society; it's impossible to completely ignore other people's opinions and live according to your own wishes." Qianqian relaxed her whole body, sinking deep into the soft sofa, her eyes fixed on the faint firelight outside the window, her small lips pouting slightly. Isn't that what life is like? Full of concerns, you can't just have what you really want. Perhaps that's why she's showing some of her instinctive desires in this unfamiliar place, daring to try some outrageous things she wouldn't normally dare to do. “Yes, but personal will ultimately prevails over external scrutiny. Let me tell you a story.” Leon said, walking over to the sofa and sitting down next to Qianqian. “Once, Tim and Brad were on a yacht with a group of friends. One of them brought a girl along. She had just graduated from university and gotten married, but her husband’s career was just starting, and he went abroad on business shortly after their marriage, rarely coming back for more than two days a year.” “That girl was so young, how could she bear such loneliness? But she was always afraid of what others would say, so she could only keep it to herself and suppressed it for a long time. That time she came with them, maybe because the atmosphere was particularly relaxed, maybe because she didn’t know anyone, or maybe because she drank too much, she let loose with them for a whole night, having an extremely wild time. Tim said he had never seen a girl play as wildly as her.” "But the next day, when she sobered up, she regretted it and hurriedly ran away. Tim and the others tried to call her back, but she ignored them. Heh..." Leon chuckled softly and shook his head slightly. "Humans are such strange creatures. They've suppressed themselves for so long, and then suddenly they can taste the pleasure of indulgence, only to be terrified and bewildered by their own happiness." "And then what happened?"

"And then? Then, I don't know when, we suddenly got in touch again, and slowly he started coming over to visit again. People, you know, everyone can deceive themselves, but you can't deceive yourself. If you're truly dissatisfied with reality, your inner desires are something you can't resist no matter how much you try to escape or suppress them."

To Qianqian, Leon's story sounded like it was happening to her. After a moment of impulsiveness, she kept thinking about tasting that thrill and pleasure again. Even after suppressing it for a long time, she couldn't stop herself from gradually returning to that starting point.

"A beautifully blooming flower needs appreciation and care, not to wither and die like this."

Leon left with a seemingly unrelated remark, a meaningful thought, and got up from the sofa.

Qianqian was thoughtful. The metaphor in his words was crystal clear: she, this beautiful flower, should be freed from her constraints and swim freely in the ocean of love and desire. When her husband's distance created a slight gap, countless such words had already stirred up her desires, tearing that gap wider and wider, causing the scales in her heart to gradually tip to the extreme.

When desire is inescapable, the only option is to indulge in it…

Qianqian gently shook her head, unwilling to dwell on these annoying thoughts any longer. She stretched lazily and changed the subject.

“It’s already so late, and we haven’t cooked yet. What are we having for dinner? Are you going to make me eat hot dogs and Caesar salad with you again like at lunchtime?”

“Hehe, tired of hot dogs? You seemed to enjoy them this afternoon…”

Qianqian paused, then realized what she meant, blushing and throwing a cushion from the sofa at him.

“Hey! I’m serious! You big bad guy! If you flirt with me again, I’ll hit you!”

Qianqian pouted, clenching her little pink fists in a show of force.

"Alright, alright!"

Leon grinned mischievously, dodging the thrown cushion. "Don't worry, how can I entertain such a beautiful lady without preparing a surprise? You sit back and wait!"

With that, he ran into the inner room, dragged out his suitcase, and magically produced several large boxes wrapped in tin foil, slowly opening them and introducing each one.

"Look closely! Tonight's dinner is—"

"The appetizer is Parma ham salad and seafood cream corn soup."

"The main course is pan-fried Milanese veal and Italian meat sauce lasagna."

"And dessert—tiramisu!" "

The wine served is Kingsland ice wine from Pillitteri Winery."

Leon proudly waved the bottle in front of Qianqian before placing it in a small bucket filled with ice.

"Everything's ready, just put it in the oven. This wine should be chilled for an hour before drinking, so you can go wash off the seawater salt. When you get back, a sumptuous dinner can begin!"

Leon put on thick oven mitts, waved to Qianqian with his signature wicked smile, and then busied himself with the oven.

"Wow..."

Qianqian stuck out her tongue. This magically appearing, perfect feast was indeed a pleasant surprise.

"I didn't expect you, you big pervert, to be so clever..."

Qianqian tilted her head, staring at the smug Leon, a happy smile creeping onto her lips. "So much delicious food makes me a little hungry... I'll go wash up now."

"Hmm, the bathroom upstairs hasn't been used in a while. Go to the hot tub next to the swimming pool in the backyard; I turned it on when I came this morning."...

Passing through the spacious hall, Qianqian easily saw the large swimming pool in the backyard. A huge sunshade covered about half of the pool, leaving the other half completely open. A ring of tall, dense trees surrounded the pool, keeping out all the spring sunshine. The self-cleaning system was already running, and the clear, azure water flowed merrily within. Qianqian walked around the pool with a touch of envy. Those rich kids were enjoying themselves in such a privileged and relaxed environment; their lives seemed completely free of pressure, filled only with pleasure—a stark contrast to her own busy and monotonous existence.

In one corner of the pool was a small, warm water tub, set into a marble floor and topped with a shower, like a giant bathtub, where swimmers could relax and unwind. Qianqian strolled over; it was already filled with hot water.

Before untying the belt of her bathrobe, Qianqian hesitated for a moment. The entire route from the front hall to here was lined with floor-to-ceiling glass. If she bathed here, Leon, busy in the hall, would have an unobstructed view of her naked body. Bathing with her back to the hall would be a bold provocation and direct seduction. Thinking of this, Qianqian blushed, a strange excitement rising within her. Although Leon had touched and licked even her most private parts, she had never been so completely naked in front of him before. Their overly intimate actions on the beach that afternoon had almost shattered the last remaining barrier between them, leaving only the shameful pleasure of exposure.

She didn't turn around to look for the possible gazes watching her from behind. Instead, with her back to the hall, she slowly removed her bathrobe and the sexy swimsuit underneath. She imagined Leon staring intently at her alluring body from behind, his movements as he undressed being exceptionally slow and seductive, as if deliberately showing off his captivatingly perfect physique. The bathrobe slipped off her silky, delicate body, revealing her flawless back, its curves fully displayed. Her long, slender legs, firm, shapely buttocks, and exquisitely white back, all boldly exposed under the dim nightlight, exuded a hazy allure—the perfect embodiment of sensuality.

Qianqian strolled into the warm water pool and turned it on. Hot water from the showerhead created a fine mist that gently enveloped her naked body. She comfortably closed her eyes, immersing herself almost completely in the warm water. The jets from the water jets gently lapped against her skin, feeling as if a pair of warm, large hands were softly massaging her body. Her firm breasts and pert buttocks trembled slightly under the caress of the water. The jets at the bottom of the pool were aimed precisely at her private area between her legs, teasingly massaging her sensitive inner thighs. Occasionally, a few strong streams of water playfully burrowed into the depths of her paradise, bringing a fleeting moment of pleasure.

The water rippled on the calm surface, stirring waves in Qianqian's heart as well.

Unbeknownst to her, a faint blush rose on her snow-white skin, adorned with a few glistening water droplets, making her appear even more delicate and alluring. The clear curtain of water and mist could not conceal the glimpses of her fiery and graceful body, merely draping the bathing beauty in a veil of shy allure, creating a hazy and seductive picture of a beautiful woman emerging from her bath.

Just as Qianqian closed her eyes, completely relaxed and enjoying the massage of the flowing water, she suddenly heard a soft splash behind her. Before she could open her eyes and turn around, a strong, hot body pressed tightly against her, pulling her smooth, supple body deep into his embrace from behind. A hot, hard object was already firmly pressed against her buttocks.

"Ah..."

The delicate, warm touch of her fair skin collided with the strong, hot muscles, eliciting a strange, intense reaction. A current instantly coursed through her body, making her tremble slightly.

"You big pervert, who told you to... um..."

Before her coquettish words could even finish, they turned into a seductive moan. Leon didn't reply, but instead encircled her slender waist, tightly holding her soft, fragrant body in his arms. Their naked skin pressed together without any barrier, bringing endless stimulation.

Qianqian's full, soft, and exquisite body leaned limply against Leon's chest, a faint, fresh scent of fennel constantly filling her nose, making her feel intoxicated, her heart race, and her blood rush. Even while soaking in the pool, she could clearly feel the surge of spring water flowing from her lower body. Her back was pressed tightly against his firm chest, clearly feeling his strong and powerful heartbeat, as if it were pounding against her heart, making her heart flutter...

Suddenly, Leon's slightly stubbled chin gently brushed against the side of her pink neck. The masculine scent of the man mixed with the rough touch of his skin rushed over, stirring an unbearable tingling sensation that went from her neck down to her clitoris and then to the tip of her heart. Before the tingling sensation subsided, a shower of gentle kisses followed, landing on her beautiful collarbone and flushed neck, gradually awakening her most primal urges.

Leon didn't rush to Qianqian's completely naked and unguarded breasts or vulva, but patiently teased every sensitive corner of her body, slowly arousing her lingering passion.

The gentle kisses slid up her pink neck, suddenly transforming into passionate licks as they approached her ears. His warm, moist tongue deftly sucked and licked her snow-white neck and pearly earlobes, occasionally gently nibbling and teasing them with his lips, like a soft, damp feather continuously teasing these sensitive areas, stimulating Qianqian's desires and causing her to let out soft, almost imperceptible moans of pleasure.

"Qianqian, you're so beautiful..."

Leon whispered in Qianqian's ear, greedily inhaling her alluring natural fragrance.

He breathed hot air onto her sensitive neck and earlobes, rubbing and licking them, while his hands around her waist joined the teasing. One hand moved lightly upwards from her full belly, gliding across her ample breasts, and gently caressing her neck. Before Qianqian could even struggle, a heavy, wet kiss followed her from behind her ear to the nape of her neck. His touch exploited her sensitive area, and all her feigned resistance crumbled under the surge of pleasure. His fingertips traced deep into her cascading hair, lovingly stroking it as he gently turned her face slightly towards him.

Qianqian, her eyes half-closed, flushed, her face radiating a myriad of emotions she couldn't contain. Her clear, deep eyes had become moist, confused, and filled with desire, and her body was gradually heating up in this intimate embrace. Turning her head, she met those deep, affectionate black eyes, and her body felt as if it were about to melt from that burning gaze; her face and heart felt like they were on fire.

Before Qianqian could shyly lower her head, Leon had already roughly and fiercely kissed her luscious cherry lips.

Her lips were so soft and alluring, and Leon savored and sucked them gently yet greedily, his tongue unsatisfiedly prying between her teeth, wanting to explore the depths of her mouth. Qianqian's reserve crumbled instantly under Leon's domineering and forceful penetration, and she could only pant as his tongue ventured in, wantonly swirling and churning in every corner of her cherry-like mouth.

His nimble tongue relentlessly chased and stimulated her delicate tongue between her teeth, sometimes entwining, sometimes enveloping, teasing her relentlessly, instantly igniting her burgeoning desire. The last vestiges of Qianqian's reserve crumbled bit by bit in this deep, wet, passionate kiss. The man's masculine scent and overflowing lust, accompanying the passionate kiss, assaulted her senses, making it hard to breathe, and she involuntarily let out a series of chaotic, breathless moans. The pleasure aroused by Leon's domineering tongue roaming freely in her mouth was even more intense than the teasing he had given her on the beach that afternoon, making her tremble with excitement, her desire now burning like wildfire. Under the torment of this burning desire, Qianqian gradually abandoned her shyness, losing herself in the passionate embrace of their deep kiss. Her tongue, no longer under her control, actively reached out and intertwined tightly with Leon's, fiercely responding to his teasing.

Her bright, starry eyes were half-closed in shyness, brimming with the intoxicating allure of spring. Her delicate, flushed face was filled with a dreamy, wanton expression. Her disordered, heavy moans and gasps revealed her dual hunger, both physical and emotional, before the man, encouraging him to further his assault.

Sensing Qianqian's fervent response, Leon's long kisses didn't cease; instead, they became even more fiery and urgent. His hands and his erect penis simultaneously launched a full-scale assault on Qianqian's body.

One hand groped for and covered one of her breasts, immediately experiencing an indescribable sensation. Leon's large hand couldn't fully grasp her full, round breasts; the firm, high peaks were incredibly elastic yet soft and smooth, arousing his blood and providing endless pleasure. The delicate flesh changed shape with his kneading and caressing, the tender, red nipples already erect, yearning for his touch. Leon deliberately avoided touching the sensitive, thirsty nipple, instead kneading the smooth flesh while lightly circling his fingers near the areola, carefully avoiding the nipple whenever he got close. The fervent anticipation of being played with was driven almost to madness by the empty, itchy feeling. Qianqian squirmed in dissatisfaction, eagerly craving more pleasure from Leon's manipulative hands. After

a moment of this teasing, Leon suddenly pinched the restless bud between his fingers and began gently kneading it, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes gentle, sometimes stimulating. The sudden, unexpected pleasure instantly filled the last vestige of desire in her chest; her long-suppressed lust was suddenly satisfied, and waves of indescribable tingling pleasure quickly spread throughout her body. Qianqian threw her head back, gasping for breath, her suppressed moans turning into wanton groans of relief.

His other hand reached to Qianqian's legs, grasped her drooping hand, pulled it behind her back, and guided it to press her soft, boneless hand firmly against his erect, hot, and ready-to-go penis, gently stroking it. His penis used her warm, soft hand as a vagina, thrusting in and out, each thrust causing the glans to slam solidly against her firm, elastic buttocks.

As Qianqian's hand began to actively stroke his penis, Leon's hand immediately moved towards her crotch. He didn't directly attack her already soaking wet vagina as she desired, but patiently began to gently caress her inner thighs. Her sensitive inner thighs immediately stiffened and trembled under this caress, as if her acupoints had been touched. His hands moved gently and rhythmically up and down, then slid upwards, occasionally brushing against her sensitive labia. Each touch sent a shiver through Qianqian's body, and her moans grew more unrestrained and wanton. His hands, which had been wandering aimlessly, gradually focused on her vulva, spiraling and kneading the slightly parted clitoris, slowly narrowing the circle until his fingertips touched the pearl hidden within. Suddenly, his attention was focused on that pearl; his fingers moved faster and slower, sometimes gently rubbing, sometimes lightly tapping, the irregular movements driving the beauty in his arms almost to madness.

Qianqian's body, burning hot under Leon's relentless and increasingly intense teasing, was both weak and limp. She leaned back against Leon's strong embrace, letting his hands roam freely over her naked body, even twisting her body to cooperate with his caresses and teasing.

Under Leon's caresses, waves of pleasurable sensations surged through her like a relentless tide. Qianqian tilted her head back, letting the pleasure coursing through every cell of her body, culminating in a soul-stirring moan that escaped her throat. Her small hands, once they touched that precious object, were captivated, reluctant to leave, lovingly stroking and caressing it, lost in the stimulating sensation of its burning heat lingering in her palms. Meanwhile, the hard, iron-like penis pounded against her buttocks, sending waves of desire through her. Her nipples, delicate labia, and clitoris were simultaneously teased and played with. The intense shame of her private parts being wantonly violated miraculously transformed into a powerful urge. A wave of heat surged from the depths of her flower path, and the suppressed desire within her threatened to erupt. Her eyes were tightly closed, her mouth only able to utter wanton, loud moans, wishing she could thrust her hips high and swallow that hard treasure deep into her empty paradise to relieve the itch.

The stream of fluid continued to spray down from above, enveloping their tightly intertwined bodies, but it could not extinguish the burning passion in the slightest; instead, it only made the flames burn brighter.

Once the switch that had been locked on her desire was turned on, the intense desire that had not been fully satisfied for so long immediately surged forth, taking over her entire body. At this moment, she had temporarily cast aside the responsibilities of marriage and the constraints of morality, wanting only to wholeheartedly enjoy this moment of pleasure.

As Qianqian was being caressed and groped until she was in ecstasy, Leon finally stopped his deep, passionate kiss and his hands. The pleasure hadn't been fully enjoyed before it ended abruptly, and an unbearable emptiness immediately took over. Qianqian couldn't help but let out a muffled moan of dissatisfaction. To her, the kiss felt like it had lasted a year; their tongues had intertwined passionately, sucking and demanding, as if trying to draw her very soul out of her body.

The emptiness didn't last. Leon wrapped his arms around her rounded shoulders and turned her naked body to face him, her perfect, naked form presented without any cover. Leon's intense gaze made Qianqian shyly lower her head, unable to meet his eyes, but she immediately saw his dark, menacing penis, and her lustful desire surged even higher.

Before she could react, she was once again pulled into a warm embrace. Leon squatted slightly, his hands draped over her legs, and lifted her up, face to face.

"Ah..."

The sudden suspension made Qianqian gasp softly, her hands instinctively tightening around Leon's neck. Their naked bodies were now pressed together without any gap, Qianqian's legs straddling Leon's sides, her exposed lower body wide open, pressed against his abdomen. Her firm, full, snow-white breasts pressed against his broad chest, squeezing and rubbing. Her

still-erect nipples were scraped by the man's rough skin, causing Qianqian's body to involuntarily go limp. But as her hands loosened their grip on his neck, her body slumped, and her private parts were thrust squarely into a rock-hard penis.

"Ah...you're so naughty..."

Qianqian was instantly overwhelmed by the hard penis, almost letting it penetrate her vagina. She quickly tightened her grip, barely managing to support herself. But Leon didn't let her off the hook. He deliberately raised his erect penis, adjusting it to find the entrance to her secret paradise, while simultaneously lifting his arms that were supporting her legs and leaning forward slightly, causing Qianqian's body to slide downwards.

"You're already so wet..."

Leon teased, staring into Qianqian's eyes with a wicked grin, while leaning in to gently kiss her beautiful face.

"If you want it, just sit down..."

His hot glans trembled and pressed against the entrance of her tender opening, rubbing and grinding back and forth. Her sensitive honeypot couldn't withstand the stimulation, and her shameful juices flowed more and more, trickling down her legs to the tip of his penis, becoming the best lubricant.

"Has it been a long time since your husband went on a business trip? Why make yourself suffer like this? Sex is a right that women should enjoy..."

Since she decided to try to uphold her "bottom line," no hot penis had entered her secret flower. Although she had been played with by fingers or tongues before, and often used an electric vibrator herself, those brief moments of pleasure were merely a drop in the ocean, unable to extinguish the burning desire in her heart. Even after experiencing a brief orgasm, the unsatisfying feeling left her suspended in mid-air, unbearably uncomfortable.

"If you don't want me to go in, just tell me to stop. I've said it before, unless you ask, I will never force you..."

Qianqian tried to close her legs and clamp Leon's waist to stop her body from sliding down, but her resistance grew weaker and weaker. The hard penis was already scraping against her tender opening more and more fiercely, and with each scrape, her body went weaker, and her desire grew stronger.

If she didn't stop soon, it would be too late. The penis, pressed tightly against the entrance of her paradise, had adjusted its angle and was aimed at her wet and slippery opening. The hard tip was tightly wrapped by the soft flesh, already sinking in a little, ready to penetrate this last line of defense at any moment. But her body seemed to have lost its will; pleasure almost completely overwhelmed her reason, replacing thought, making her involuntarily want to succumb to the surging sea of desire under the temptation of this pleasure. The strength supporting her body was gradually drained away; gravity and lust worked together, pulling her beautiful flesh irresistibly downwards, towards that alluring treasure…

She wanted to enjoy the fullness of the thick penis filling her vagina, the pleasure of the hot penis scraping against her tender flesh, the stimulation of the hard penis reaching the deepest part of her flower core, as if nothing could stop all of this from happening so naturally. Lubricated by the surging spring water, the large glans of his penis easily slipped into her honeyed jade cave. As Qianqian's body slid uncontrollably down, it seemed about to penetrate all the way to the depths of her flower core…

This was a moment she had longed for, but when it finally arrived, a complex emotion suddenly mingled with her burning desire.

"Wait…wait…not now…"

Qianqian frantically used her last strength to tightly hug Leon's neck, stopping her slipping body at the last moment.

Her face flushed with embarrassment as soon as the words left her mouth. Her unconscious words had undoubtedly tacitly approved of his final assault on her tonight. Although she had temporarily stopped herself from completely surrendering, it was merely a small interlude before the final climax. It wouldn't affect the outcome; it would only whet their appetites even higher.

She didn't want to rush into this fleeting pleasure; she wanted to wait until she offered her body in bed to perfectly conclude this romantic night. Ultimately, she succumbed to the sheer pleasure of lust, opening that door herself and stepping into the scene she feared yet constantly fantasized about: a shameful and sinful betrayal and infidelity.

But along with the resolve to cheat came an unprecedented sense of relief. She let go of the psychological burden and inner turmoil she had carried for

so long. Whether it was the impulsive, continuous descent into depravity before, or this surrender after fierce resistance, she could finally face her desires honestly and stop deceiving herself. Although her husband treated her well, the mundane realities of daily life had worn away their affection, suppressing her yearning for passion. This kind of pure romance, unrelated to reality, and the novelty and excitement of an affair were things her husband could never provide, and these were precisely the natural aphrodisiacs that most excited her. She might as well consider herself a born slut, but this kind of thrill held an irresistible attraction for her.

A subtle, triumphant smile appeared on Leon's face. He didn't press for the victory that was almost within his grasp, nor did he tease the beauty in his arms who was lost in passion. He simply obediently laid Qianqian's limp and alluring body down gently, leaned down and lightly kissed her forehead, then wrapped her in the large bath towel he had prepared, and carried her into the house.

Qianqian, her face flushed and panting softly, tried to calm the slight guilt in her heart, keeping her head down, not daring to look at him, letting him carry her back into the house...

"The candlelight dinner is ready..."

Leon smiled faintly as he held Qianqian. The main lights in the room had been turned off, leaving only the colored lights on the ceiling and the starry sky created by the lighting effects. The fire in the fireplace crackled and burned, and the silver candlesticks on the table flickered with a gentle candlelight, the light dimmed just right, perfectly matching the ambiguous atmosphere in the room. The air was filled with the delicate, intoxicating scent of rosemary, and the melodious strains of Scottish bagpipes drifted from the large speakers, perfectly embodying the romantic night.

Qianqian, held in his arms, didn't answer Leon's question, but simply nestled shyly in his embrace, burying her face in his broad chest and listening to his heartbeat. A complex warmth welled up within her—a feeling of happiness, a tender and caring romance she hadn't experienced in a long time. This man not only successfully awakened her intense lust with his superb skills, but also reignited the fire in her heart with this idol drama-style romantic scene and meticulous care, making her crave a man's passionate and intense love more than ever before ...

**************** ... "...I'm here today to give you a chance to 'entertain' your brother properly..." ... "...As expected, you live up to your reputation as a slut. You're already this wet with just a touch..." ... "...Tonight, let me see just how slutty you are..." Ah Huan smiled coldly, pressing his monstrous penis against the wet opening. Zizi, Xiaoyu, Qiangqiang, Dapeng, and that lewd man all stood around watching, their expressions a mask of cold indifference, a half-smile on their faces, as they watched the beautiful woman, already aroused and writhing, pinned beneath Ahuan… “Don’t look…don’t look at me like that…it’s so embarrassing…” Qianqian tried to shout, but her voice caught in her throat; she tried to struggle, but her body was out of her control; her whole body seemed numb, yet the sensation in her private parts was exceptionally clear. Although everyone was watching, she was becoming increasingly wet under Ahuan’s teasing, the pleasure from her vagina being rubbed by his penis growing stronger and stronger… Ahuan chuckled coldly and leaned close to her ear, “You little slut, I cherish you so much, and this is how you act…” His face began to distort and blur, vaguely transforming into another face—a face that was both so familiar and strange to Qianqian. In the blur, his body suddenly thrust forward, his penis, accompanied by a wet, lubricating sound, plunging deep into her vagina… “Ah…” A piercing scream ripped through the hazy morning light. With this scream, Qianqian sprang from the bed, her chest heaving violently, her hair disheveled, her face pale, even her full lips devoid of color. She was stiffly gasping for breath, her hands convulsively clutching the sheets, veins bulging on the back of her white hands. Her whole body was icy cold and drenched in cold sweat, trembling uncontrollably as if electrocuted… She sat there motionless for a long time before she finally managed to calm her trembling. Her body gradually warmed up a bit, and she took several deep breaths to compose herself, then gently moved her stiff limbs. A slight movement sent a chill down her spine. Reaching under her nightgown, she found it slippery and incredibly wet. Recalling her dream—the wanton writhing motions as that man's penis rubbed against her in front of everyone, the pleasure that had gradually drawn her in—Qianqian felt a mixture of shame and anger, unsure whether it was a nightmare or a dream… “But… why did I suddenly think of him…” Qianqian lay blankly on the bed, staring at the ceiling. Countless memories surged up with the strange dream, overwhelming her. The rising sun outside the window was still close to the horizon, but sleep had long since vanished. Longing is the most ferocious beast; it mercilessly opens the softest corner of anyone's heart, tearing at your heart with the painful glint of past happiness. Qianqian remained motionless, gazing blankly at the sun slowly climbing to the zenith. "I wonder if he's alright now..." "...Is he still thinking about me..." Qianqian closed her eyes wearily, "What's wrong with me..." ... A phone ring finally interrupted her boundless reverie. Numbly, she picked up her phone, not even looking at the number displayed, and mechanically pressed the answer button. "Hello..." "Hey, girl, are you alright? You sound so tired?" The voice on the other end of the phone was a little surprised; it was Xiaoyu. "Oh, no... nothing, I just had a nightmare..." "That's good... By the way, why didn't you say goodbye last night? We were worried. Did you see Xiaoli? He said he went to look for you..." Hearing this, Qianqian felt a wave of helplessness. You guys were so engrossed in your lovemaking that you completely forgot about me, almost causing me to get... Now you're only asking? If something happened, it would be too late by now. However, she didn't want to or dare to mention what happened last night, so she could only gloss over it lightly. "Yeah, it's nothing. Xiaoli brought me back. I didn't want to disturb you guys, so I didn't tell you." "Oh... Xiaoli brought you back..." The voice on the other end of the phone sounded thoughtful and mischievous. "Hehe, he's been eyeing you for a long time. You two are probably..." "Pah, pah, pah... You're so frivolous... I'm not like you..." Qianqian blushed and quickly interrupted Xiaoyu. "Hmph, his feelings for you are so obvious, is he still pursuing you relentlessly?" "Oh, you big gossip! You...you two, were you both..." "You think I'm like Zizi? After we separated, she just got into Dapeng's car and left. Someone probably had a good time last night..." " Tch, you're talking about her? You're probably having a romantic getaway with Xiaobei too, aren't you? Last night on the sofa, you two weren't much more restrained than them, your performance was a bit too erotic..." " You brat, how dare you talk about your sister like that? I didn't..." "Hehe, still won't admit it! Next time I'll record you and see what you have to say!" ...

As they gossiped and chatted, the atmosphere gradually livened up, and the dark clouds that had hung over Qianqian's heart from last night's terrifying moment were temporarily lifted. Xiaoyu had called to make sure Qianqian was alright, and since everything seemed normal, she chatted for a while before hanging up. After hanging up, Qianqian roused herself, got out of bed, and started washing up—she had important business to attend to today. Her supervisor had told her yesterday that she didn't need to come to work today, but she had to go to the provincial department in the afternoon to discuss a collaborative project between the provincial and municipal departments, and bring back all the relevant materials and the provincial department's preliminary plan to the municipal bureau for discussion.

Qianqian was still shaken by last night's events. Although it was broad daylight, she felt uneasy going out alone, fearing that Ah Huan might be lying in ambush and attack her again. However, since she was going to the provincial department, which was Xiaoli's workplace, Qianqian wanted to ask him to protect her, but the passion of that night made her feel an inescapable awkwardness in his presence. She struggled with her thoughts for a while, but ultimately fear overcame embarrassment, and she hesitantly dialed the number…

Xiao Li was as understanding as ever, agreeing readily without Qianqian needing to say anything. He didn't mention a word about last night, as if it had never happened. He told Qianqian to wait at home, and he would come pick her up right away. A warm feeling welled up in Qianqian's heart, replacing her initial unease. When Xiao He wasn't around, Xiao Li's presence gave her a sense of security—she desperately needed this security now, something to rely on. Thinking this, the last trace of resentment towards Xiao Li slowly disappeared, replaced by a strong anticipation for him. Qianqian sat by the window, waiting for Xiao Li's car to appear. Distracted, she once again overlooked the familiar gaze fixed on the beautiful figure in the window of an inconspicuous dark red sedan parked on the street…

Xiao Li arrived downstairs a moment later. Seeing him, Qianqian felt instantly at ease, and her anxiety subsided. Just as the two left, the dark red sedan quietly started up and followed them from a distance…

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It was already past four in the afternoon when they came out of the provincial office with the materials. With Xiao Li escorting them the whole way, everything went very smoothly. Beside him, Qianqian had gradually forgotten the fear and anxiety she felt when she was home alone. She relaxed, and even felt a little self-deprecating about overreacting.

The two walked into a secluded alley behind the office building, intending to cross it to the parking lot. Neither of them spoke. With a beautiful woman by his side, Xiao Li's vigilance slowly relaxed, but he still intentionally or unintentionally stayed close to Qianqian's body, his arm slightly raised, letting Qianqian rest in his embrace. His fingertips occasionally brushed against Qianqian's back through her clothes, or lightly brushed against the exposed skin of her arms. The warm, rough touch seemed to instantly transport Qianqian back to that unforgettable night—that night, these warm, large hands gently yet intensely caressed every corner of her delicate body. The rough touch rubbed against her erect nipples, smooth back, fair thighs, and wet clitoris… The intense surge of desire she felt made her, for the first time, want to unleash her lust and pleasure so loudly and shamelessly.

Qianqian blushed. She stole a glance at the man beside her, but what flashed through her mind was the image of his naked body intertwined with her own, her slender waist twisting wantonly, the gushing love juice, and her body honestly and constantly demanding his penis… Qianqian hurriedly cut off the increasingly erotic image in her mind, lowering her head and not daring to look at Xiaoli anymore. His face was burning hot, his heart was pounding, and he felt a surge of heat throughout his body…

Xiao Li was completely unaware of the fluttering in Qian Qian's heart. However, looking at the beauty beside him, her bright eyes half-closed in shyness, her brows adorned with countless charms, her pink neck flushed red like jade reflecting the sunset, as beautiful as a peach blossom, he couldn't suppress his emotions no matter how hard he tried. Everything around him seemed to disappear, leaving only that shy beauty in his eyes. For a moment, he was half-drunk and half-infatuated, his thoughts instantly flying back to that night, to that tender and full body, and the wonderful feeling of that warm and tight embrace of his lower body…

The two remained silent, yet strangely enveloped in a surge of intense desire. The tense atmosphere, on the verge of exploding, abruptly ended with a dull thud of a blunt object striking him—Xiao Li fell face-down to the ground before he could even utter a sound…

Xiao Li felt a splitting headache. When he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Ah Huan's familiar, half-smiling face, and Qian Qian's terrified retreat. He tried to get up, but found his hands were firmly held down.

Ah Huan had cornered Qian Qian, then turned to look at Xiao Li, who was being held captive by two men, a smug smile tinged with malice. "What's wrong? Trying to be a hero again?"

"Let her go! Don't hurt her! What do you think you're doing, you scum!" Xiao Li couldn't break free from their hold, and could only roar at Ah Huan with bloodshot eyes.

"Oh, don't be so fierce. How could I bear to hurt her? I cherish her just as much as you do. I only want her to be happy. Just watch, see how I make her happy." Ah Huan ignored Xiao Li and turned to the terrified Qian Qian. "Last night, the two of us seemed to have made you feel really good. You were all wet." He deliberately put his right index and middle fingers under his nose and took a deep sniff. "Hmm, the smell still seems to be there..."

Hearing Ah Huan's lewd words, the lewd man and the men restraining Xiao Li stared at Qian Qian's body and let out lewd laughter. Their gazes and laughter made it seem as if they had already stripped Qian Qian naked. Qian Qian remembered her body's honest reaction last night and the scene when she almost gave up resisting and began to enjoy it. She was immediately ashamed and powerless to refute Ah Huan's provocation.

"You beast! You're not human! You..." Xiao Li struggled in vain and shouted wildly.

"Slap!" A fist landed heavily on his face. "Stop shouting. There aren't many people in this alley, but do you really want everyone to come and watch her public spectacle? I don't mind."

Ah Huan stared at Xiao Li coldly.

"Besides, you're so annoying. She was having such a good time last night, and you suddenly had to come out and disturb her enjoyment." As she spoke, she defiantly held up two fingers. "Just watch the show. I'm doing this for her own good. You'll see how much she likes me 'bullying' her like this."

Qian Qian had already retreated to a corner, her hands instinctively crossed over her chest, her face filled with fear, and even more so, despair. She didn't dare look at Xiao Li, much less at Ah Huan. She just lowered her head, staring at the ground, her body naturally shrinking back like a trembling kitten.

Ignoring Xiao Li's murderous glare, Ah Huan grinned lewdly and approached Qian Qian step by step. The sleazy man behind him also smiled smugly, following his steps...

"Boss..." A sharp screech of brakes suddenly rang out at the alley entrance, interrupting a subordinate's voice. The shrill sound made everyone in the alley involuntarily frown and turn around—a white car had stopped at the alley entrance, and a thin young man got out of the driver's seat. Seemingly oblivious to what was happening, he strolled over leisurely.

"Hehe, everyone, in broad daylight, what a refined taste..." The young man put his hands in his pockets, a faint smile on his face, appearing completely nonchalant. Qian Qian,

who had already given up hope, was so shocked when she saw the newcomer that she almost bit her tongue off. She couldn't believe her eyes and couldn't utter a single word.

The newcomer appeared to be in his early twenties, tall and thin, with his hair stubbornly sticking up, yet gleaming naturally, without any trace of hair gel. He wore ordinary casual clothes, and his gaunt face was only notable for its pair of eyes—their pupils were a rare pure black. However, those eyes lacked any luster, only a lazy, sleepy look. The left corner of his mouth was slightly upturned in a strange arc, a smile with an indescribable sinister air.

"Kid! Don't fucking meddle, and get the hell out of here!" The sleazy man was the first to react, and he and his two henchmen immediately stepped forward to block the young man's path.

Ah Huan was very frustrated, he was really frustrated... The plot shouldn't have unfolded like this. He had everything planned out, everything was under his control. The next part of the story should have been that Qianqian was publicly humiliated by him, then he would take explicit photos and even record videos, and then he would threaten her into becoming his sex slave. But just when he was about to succeed and was feeling most triumphant, this uninvited guest suddenly appeared. This situation was simply too hurtful. Last night, Xiao Li caused trouble, and he tolerated it. Now that he had knocked Xiao Li down, and this stranger had appeared, this kind of melodramatic plot, something only seen in TV dramas, left him feeling nothing but immense anger.

Yes, Ah Huan was furious, especially upon hearing the young man's faint, slightly mocking voice. He couldn't suppress his rage. He had come prepared today; the sleazy man had hired these henchmen to deal with unexpected events. Now he was going to do something to this ungrateful young man to show that he, Ah Huan, was in control.

"Don't cause trouble!" the sleazy man threatened, approaching the young man from the side as he saw Ah Huan's displeasure. But the young man completely ignored him, treating him as if he were invisible, not even bothering to turn his head to look at him—his lazy gaze remained fixed on Ah Huan and Qianqian, who was trembling in the corner behind him.

"Hey, in broad daylight, what's with all these men bullying a little girl? Give her some face and let her go," he said, still wearing that indifferent smile.

Seeing that the newcomer completely ignored him, the sleazy man became enraged. The calm voice and nonchalant smile sounded like a provocation to him—a blatant disregard for their numbers. He strode forward, cursing, intending to give the man a flying kick as a warning.

Ah Huan saw the sleazy man's reckless actions and tried to stop him, but it was too late—after all, he wasn't a gangster; he only wanted to scare the man,

and he definitely didn't want anything serious to happen. However, the young man didn't seem to have any time to worry. He didn't even bother to glance at the sleazy man, simply sidestepping the kick with a swift and precise hand lock, grabbing the man's wrist, twisting and pushing it gently, sending him staggering back in pain. Throughout the entire process, the young man's face didn't even twitch an eyebrow. Seeing the sleazy man's henchmen about to step forward, the young man finally turned his head, his face suddenly hardening into a fierce expression. His previously unfocused eyes instantly turned icy, making the men about to approach feel a chill and instinctively stop in their tracks, afraid to make any further moves.

This time, Ah Huan couldn't hold back any longer. The young man not only faced a group of men without flinching, but also so easily intimidated his subordinates, controlling the situation and turning the tide. Such blatant provocation left him no choice but to cause trouble. He cursed the sleazy man's unprofessional henchmen, and strode forward.

Just as he was about to make his move, his peripheral vision caught sight of the white car parked at the alley entrance. In that instant, Ah Huan's pupils contracted sharply, and his previously furious expression was replaced by a dark and gloomy one.

Seeing his boss's anger, the sleazy man on the side was about to step forward again when Ah Huan grabbed his hand. He looked over in surprise, only to see that Ah Huan's face had returned to a calm expression. "Alright, I'll give you face today..."

"Thank you." The young man's expression remained unchanged, revealing no emotion. Before Ah Huan finished speaking, he had already passed through the group of people in front of him, first helping Xiao Li up, then walking to a corner, grabbing Qianqian's arm as she stared blankly at him, and walking towards the alley entrance without looking back...

"Boss... what's going on..." The sleazy man was completely confused by the sudden change. His hand was still in mid-air, but he craned his neck to stare at the car with a chubby front at the alley entrance—he didn't know what had possessed Ah Huan, that he had suddenly changed his mood after just one glance at the car.

"Do you know how much this car costs..." Ah Huan casually pointed to the two wings on the hood and the elegant letter "B" between them. "At this age, driving a car like this means he's either a second-generation official or a second-generation rich kid. Do you think you can afford to mess with him?"

"Maybe not..."

"Hmph, not? If he could afford a Bentley at this age, he'd be even more unapproachable..."

Hearing their conversation, the equally bewildered henchmen craned their necks to look. One clueless henchman stared at the hood and muttered to himself, "What kind of junk is this? I've never seen the brand before. It looks a lot like the weapon capsules from Contra, haha..."

Ah Huan, already seething with anger, finally lost his temper and slapped him hard on the back of the head. "Go to hell with Contra! What do you know! You can't even handle this simple task! Get lost!

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The mysterious young man seemed oblivious to the resentful yet bewildered gazes behind him. He pulled the stunned Qianqian into the passenger seat and asked Xiaoli, who was also looking puzzled, "Your head isn't badly injured, is it? Can you get back by yourself?" Without waiting for an answer, he walked to the other side of the car and prepared to get in, showing no intention of helping Xiaoli.

Before opening the car door, the young man paused, seemingly hesitant. His hand rested on the handlebars, and without turning around, he whispered to Xiaoli with his back to him, "If you really like her, stay away from her!" Xiao Li pondered his words thoughtfully, watching the unknown man and Qianqian disappear from sight amidst the roar of the exhaust pipes…

The car drove aimlessly along the road. He didn't ask Qianqian where she was going, nor did he even glance at her. His expression remained unchanged, his eyes still holding that listless, sleepy look. Silence hung heavy in the air inside the car. Qianqian wanted to break the silence, but when she opened her mouth, she didn't know what to say…

“You… didn't you say you wanted to buy a Ferrari…” Qianqian herself didn't know why she blurted out such a nonsensical question.

Her thoughts drifted back to that year, to the sun-drenched beach, where the still-childish boy proudly declared to the empty sea: “I'm going to buy your favorite Ferrari someday, and then take you for a ride!” A slightly wicked, arrogant smile played on the boy's face, while the beautiful girl in his arms wore a blissful smile…

“…I’ve said a lot of things before…it’s all true…” The young man’s brows seemed to furrow slightly, yet not quite; his voice remained devoid of any emotional change.

“…”

“…Do you really hate me…” Qianqian asked softly, raising her head.

“No.”

“…Back then…”

“No need to say anything, I’ve already forgotten…”

“…I’m sorry…”

“It’s not your fault…”

“…”

“Let’s not talk about the past…”

The car fell silent again, and Qianqian lowered her head once more. The young man didn’t seem to care about her reaction, just driving on. The car drove forward seemingly aimlessly…

After an unknown amount of time, the car finally stopped. Qianqian looked up and was surprised to find herself downstairs in her own building. She looked at the man with a puzzled expression, but received no response. The two remained silent. The young man had no intention of making Qianqian get out of the car, and Qianqian had no intention of getting out either. They remained in this stalemate, neither speaking.

“…Do you hate me…” After a long time, Qianqian broke the silence again.

“You asked…”

“Why didn’t you ask me what happened today?”

“I didn’t want to ask…”

“What if I wanted you to know?”

The young man didn’t answer, his brows furrowing slightly, but he finally turned to look at Qianqian. He had a bad feeling.

"Could you do me a favor..."

"Is it a big deal?"

"Hmm..."

"Why do you insist on asking me?"

"Because...because I feel only you can help me..." Qianqian hesitated, but she was telling the truth. This matter weighed heavily on her mind, making her restless, but she dared not ask any acquaintance.

"Is this a compliment?" The young man's words carried a hint of helplessness.

"Hmm..." Qianqian pursed her lips, striking a cute pose, and nodded with her big, watery eyes. Qianqian understood the implicit agreement in his words.

"...That's a terrible compliment..." He shook his head with a wry smile, "Go ahead..."

...

"Could you help me?" Qianqian looked cautiously at the man in front of her.

"Hmm..." The young man gave a vague reply, which was considered an agreement.

“And…”

“Hmm?”

“…Tomorrow…can you go to the movies with me? We haven’t seen each other in a long time…”

“…”

The young man’s cold face softened under Qianqian’s expectant and gentle gaze. He scratched his head. “I’ll pick you up tomorrow. Goodnight…”

“Goodnight…” Qianqian said softly, then opened the car door with complicated feelings…

“You’re kidding, right…” The young man looked helplessly at the movie ticket in his hand, on which a line of small print was clearly displayed—“You Are the Apple of My Eye”. “What? Don’t you like it?” Qianqian looked at him with a smile.

She spent half an afternoon carefully dressing up before going out. Abandoning her usual favorite sexy style, she wore a fresh and elegant pure white sleeveless cotton dress, tied her hair into a simple ponytail, and applied light nude makeup. Although this outfit didn’t make her look as hot and charming as usual, it couldn’t hide her beautiful figure. Paired with her pure face, she was as beautiful as a goddess. The young man was visibly startled when he first saw her that afternoon, which made Qianqian very proud.

"Nothing..." the young man scratched his head, saying nothing more. Qianqian obediently followed him into the theater.

The movie was very popular; the theater was almost full, with couples holding hands happily, though it was unclear whether they were couples or former couples.

After they sat down, they remained silent. The young man lowered his head, seemingly lost in thought, and Qianqian didn't speak, only occasionally glancing at him. This continued until the lights dimmed and the music started. ...

The movie was refreshing and funny, eliciting bursts of knowing laughter from the theater, as if time had been pulled back to their youthful days. In the darkness, Qianqian's hand groped and placed on the man's hand. His hand twitched slightly but didn't move away. On the screen, Shen Jiayi was smiling as she watched Ke Jingteng sitting smugly in front of her.

"I used to make that face all the time... because there was a really arrogant guy sitting in front of me..."

Qianqian tilted her head and couldn't help but laugh as she looked at the man beside her.

"That was because of my abilities, okay..."

"You didn't study as hard for me back then..."

"..." After a long silence, the young man seemed to be talking to himself, muttering softly, "Yeah, I just focused on playing with you..."

His voice was very soft, but it somehow reached Qianqian's ears. Hearing this, Qianqian was stunned. So much time had passed, so much that she had almost forgotten. Now, as she sat alone in her empty room, lamenting that her husband was only focused on work and didn't spend time with her, she almost forgot that once upon a time, there was a man by her side. No matter what trouble she encountered or what mistakes she made, this man would always miraculously stand up and solve everything for her; whenever she wanted someone to be with her, he would immediately drop what he was doing and appear in front of her instantly; when she deliberately acted spoiled and unreasonable, he would always use magical ideas to make her heart flutter. She used to call him "Doraemon" because he seemed to have a magical pocket that could grant her any wish...

Qianqian stared at the young man's cool profile, slightly lost in thought. A flush rose to her face; she knew she was blushing. Luckily, it was dark, otherwise she would have been embarrassed if he saw her...

Leaving the movie theater, Qianqian's face was still flushed. The two walked one after the other, just like when they entered.

"My house is very close, I can go home by myself later, you don't need to see me off..."

"Okay..."

"Walk with me for a bit..."

"..." The young man didn't speak, only nodded slightly.

"Did you like the movie?"

"It was okay..."

"When Ko Ching-teng kissed the groom at the end, a lot of people cheered..."

"Yeah, he fulfilled their wishes that they didn't dare to do themselves..."

"You...do you have a girlfriend now..."

"...That sounds like Ko Ching-teng's line from earlier..."

"Hehe...you've become really impressive...you must have a lot of girls chasing after you..."

"It's okay..."

"Do you think I'm really stupid, letting such a perfect bachelor like you go..." Qianqian said, half-jokingly and half-seriously.

The young man didn't answer, just shrugged slightly.

"You used to be so good to me...I really don't know what I was thinking back then, how could I still be so ungrateful..." "

No matter how good something is, you get tired of it after holding it for a long time. If you don't have something in your hands, no matter how bad it is, you'll still feel curious...it's a simple truth, what's so strange about it..."

Qianqian was speechless; the young man's words seemed to pierce her heart directly. Yes, she was indeed as he said. No matter how good the people around her were to her, after a while, she would start to feel bored and stale, and would begin to restlessly seek more novelty and excitement. When she became accustomed to a man's thoughtfulness, care, tenderness, and romance, these virtues slowly began to become boring and cloying.

Her life needed novelty, difference, and excitement, so when her senior from the same school, Xiao He, launched a sweet offensive, she couldn't help but fall into Xiao He's arms...

"Oh, right... this is for you..." The young man suddenly remembered something, took a small box from his pocket, and stuffed it into Qianqian's hand.

"What is this?"

"You'll know when you see it..."

"Thank you... would you... come to my house for a visit?"

"No..."

"..." "...

"

The atmosphere that had just warmed up in the movie theater vanished again, and the young man seemed to be back in that icy embrace. After a long silence, Qianqian finally spoke with difficulty, "...Do you hate me...?"

"You asked that..."

"Why don't you hate me? It's clearly me who wronged you..."

"No one wronged anyone... You like me, you're with me; you don't like me, you're with someone else. That's the most normal thing in the world..." He scratched his head, as if talking about something that had nothing to do with him, "It's just that it took me a long time to understand such a simple truth..."

Qianqian stared into his eyes, and as before, there seemed to be no light in his pure black pupils.

“I like it, I like it; I don’t like it, I don’t like it. It’s that simple, there’s no why,” he said, ignoring Qianqian’s gaze. “Liking and wanting are the most basic human feelings. Isn’t it enough to lie to others every day? Are you afraid to even admit your own feelings and lie to yourself?”

“That’s how life is. If you don’t regret it, then nothing is wrong; if you regret it, then everything is wrong… No matter what, following your heart is never wrong…”

His voice held a hint of melancholy…

“…What if I don’t know what I feel?”

“You know, you just don’t want to admit it yet…”

Qianqian was speechless…

She had repeatedly asked herself if she still loved Xiao He. She had no answer. Xiao He had been away on business for almost three months, the longest they had ever been apart since they got together. Her feelings for Xiao He had become somewhat distant; longing, guilt, hope, indifference—she couldn’t quite explain it herself.

She had asked herself many times if she enjoyed the passion of sex and the novelty and excitement of seduction and exposure.

The answer in her heart made her unwilling to admit it. But even if she refused to admit it, her body had already given her the best answer through her actions; she just wouldn't face it.

"Just leave me and the past in your memories, that's the safest place..." The young man took a small step back, preparing to leave.

"You're the one who ran away from there..." Qianqian said softly, her head lowered.

The young man paused slightly, then a familiar angle curved his lips, that familiar wicked smile once again entering Qianqian's eyes. "I'm going back there now... I didn't give you my blessings when you got married, so today I'll settle all these messy memories for you..." He pointed to the box in Qianqian's hand, then to himself, "I'm granting you freedom, consider it a belated wedding gift..."

"Alright... goodbye..."

She stared blankly as he turned and left, feeling utterly lost. She opened the box in her hand; inside was a cell phone—the very same cell phone that Ah Huan had grinned and held up in front of her last night. She opened her phone; the screen was lingering on the deleted photos in her album, with three unread text messages displayed in the upper right corner. Without hesitation, she opened them.

The first was from Ah Huan. This devilish man had miraculously succumbed overnight. In the message, Ah Huan apologized and promised to stay far away and never harass her again.

The second was from Xiao Li, briefly informing Qianqian that he was being transferred to another city and wishing her happiness. Qianqian was a little confused; she couldn't understand why he didn't just send a text to her directly, but instead sent it to this phone. The third

message came from an unknown number. Opening it, she found only three simple words: "You're welcome..."

She looked up sharply, only to see a blurry figure. She felt no surprise; she had never doubted that this man could appear at any time and miraculously shield her from any storm. She also didn't feel the relief she had imagined, although she had thought she would breathe a long sigh of relief when the threat was over.

The man she once called "Doraemon" was slowly drifting away, and Qianqian felt her heart sinking lower and lower with him, falling into endless darkness...

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The car had already driven away, but Qianqian remained standing there, her heart aching for no reason. She felt like crying, but even she felt it was absurd. It was only a brief reunion with him, yet she felt as if she had lost something extremely important.

Suddenly, she felt a deep longing for the past she had sealed away. She missed his languid gaze, his gentle, warm embrace, his mischievous smile, his silly head-scratching, and his fresh scent…

because his gaze had once been filled with her image, his embrace with her warmth, his smile and scent all belonging to her… She missed the past she could miss, she missed those days sitting alone by the window, lost in thought, then inexplicably bursting into silly laughter.

The wind seemed a little chilly, and she suddenly felt an emptiness in her heart. Her husband, who had once tenderly offered her the whole world, was now far away, and had even betrayed her; the beautiful memories she had locked deep within her heart had unexpectedly rushed into her life, only to vanish completely. The past she didn't want to say goodbye to was slowly fading away, returning to nothingness.

Should she give herself a new beginning? She couldn't control herself in the bar with Xiao Li, she had sex with a stranger on their first meeting on a long-distance bus, and she even slept with her nephew while tutoring him… Wasn't she already saying goodbye to her past, innocent self through her actions? Perhaps, as he said, when the past can't be undone, the only thing she can do is follow her heart. But if she opened her heart and found out that it wasn't a pure girl residing there, but a lewd demon, then what should she do?

Qianqian closed her eyes wearily, her heart aching, confused, and helpless. Suddenly, her phone rang. Looking down, she saw the name "Zizi" on the buzzing screen… (Chapter 17, "Beauty Like a Painting, "

May 8th) Due to recent poor condition, Chapter 18 will be temporarily postponed and is expected to be updated in late April or early May. Please forgive me…

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A whole wall of pristine white wall beside the dining table was cleverly used as a projector screen, playing the classic film "Titanic." The two of them enjoyed their meal while watching the endlessly romantic scenes with great relish.

"I love this part the most..."

Qianqian said, fork in her mouth, her eyes glued to the screen. Rose was on the bow of the ship, her eyes closed, carefully extending her arms, with Jack gently embracing her from behind.

"Hehe, this part is the most classic. This plot is practically every man's dream: embarking on a fantastical voyage, encountering a goddess, and then having the chance to kiss her..."

"Actually, it's also a fantasy for many girls—to experience passion, escape the oppressive and mundane life, and rediscover pure love."

"However, many girls don't dare to face their feelings like Rose did. No matter how much their bodies call, they don't dare to pursue and enjoy that kind of passion, preferring to suppress themselves in a mundane life."

Qianqian understood the deeper meaning in his words, but simply smiled indifferently.

"Ugh... Guys just want to take advantage of girls, and they say it so sweetly..."

"Who takes advantage of whom is still uncertain. In sex, the pleasure men can enjoy is quite limited, while women have so many more options."

"You're just bragging. I always feel like men enjoy it more than women."

"That's because you haven't met someone who knows how to please a woman..."

The exquisite plates on the table were now empty, and the wine glasses were emptied. Fueled by the alcohol, Qianqian's face was flushed. Every word Leon said seemed to tickle her heart, making it pound wildly. Thinking about it carefully, her husband's bedroom skills were merely adequate, nothing particularly outstanding, and nothing special that made her submit. Her cheating boyfriend was even less skilled in bed; at best, he was just large-bodied and young and vigorous, providing her with only the most primal stimulation. The erotic scene she'd witnessed that night in the nightclub resurfaced in her mind. Zizi's blissful, seductive demeanor was deeply imprinted in her memory, impossible to forget. Perhaps such skill truly existed, capable of bringing a woman to the pinnacle of ecstasy; perhaps such a man was sitting right in front of her.

Qianqian's face flushed even more. This man had utterly defeated her in such a short time with just his fingers and tongue. Within a day, she had experienced multiple orgasms under his skillful manipulation, experiencing pleasure she'd never known before. If he were to actually unleash that deadly treasure, she wondered what he would do to her. The thought alone made her feel a surge of desire, a restless unease.

"I like this part too..."

Leon seemed oblivious to Qianqian's inner turmoil, still watching the movie with interest. Qianqian snapped out of her reverie; the movie had jumped to the classic scene where Jack was painting Rose.

Qianqian watched the woman in the picture slowly undressing, revealing her body, as if she were looking at herself. Her mind was filled with lewd fantasies, imagining herself stripping naked in front of Leon, throwing herself into his passionate embrace, letting him ravage her, taking her to climax again and again…

“Qianqian? Qianqian? What are you thinking about?”

Leon’s voice pulled her from her reverie. Looking up, she met his wicked smile, as if he saw through her lewd dream, and quickly and hastily looked away.

“N-nothing… nothing…”

“Did you hear what I asked you just now?”

“Huh? What did you ask?”

“How about you be my model so I can paint a picture of you?”…

At this point, Qianqian didn’t know how to resist this situation. In the warm water of the pool at dusk, she had already surrendered to desire. Or perhaps, from the moment her husband left her side, her restless heart had been guiding her here. Even if it wasn't Leon, another man would have taken his place, leading her into the abyss. As a woman herself, she could understand Rose's choice in the movie. Women are ultimately emotional creatures, born to pursue passion. The constraints of reality are limited; marriage, morality, responsibility, and material possessions sometimes cannot withstand the temptation of a fleeting, inexplicable emotion and desire.

Qianqian blushed and slowly walked into the bedroom. Leon had already gone in and set up the easel. She lowered her head, avoiding his gaze, her bathrobe clinging tightly to her body. Leon calmly sat before the easel, his gaze casual and gentle as he looked in the direction Qianqian had come from. He had thoughtfully turned off the bedroom lights, leaving only the natural moonlight to create a perfectly dim and ambiguous atmosphere.

After a moment's hesitation, as if making a decision, Qianqian gently bit her lip and slowly loosened the thin belt around her waist. Her fragrant shoulders swayed slightly, and the bathrobe slipped off her silky skin, completely exposing her flawless body to Leon's eyes.

In that instant, it was as if sunlight pierced through the gloom, bringing a sudden brightness to Leon's heart. Her exquisite face was unadorned, flushed a vibrant pink like a peach blossom, and her breasts hung low with a touch of shyness. Her full, firm breasts were tousled, and her long, flowing hair cascaded loosely over her chest, strands partially obscuring her rosy nipples. His gaze followed her graceful curves; her slender waist was delicate and supple, without a single ounce of excess fat, perfectly accentuating her beautifully proportioned legs. Her long, straight legs stood gracefully, slightly crossed as if guarding the secret beneath the grassy ground between her thighs, her slender feet fidgeting nervously. Her hands hung limply at her sides, seemingly wanting to conceal yet also to fully display the body's boundless allure.

The bright, clear moonlight streamed in through the large glass window, as if draping her smooth, delicate, and fair body in a shimmering shimmering cloak of sanctity. This perfect body seemed to have been created by God himself, flawless in every corner, like Aphrodite, the goddess of beauty in mythology, causing every man who saw her to fall irrevocably into deep lust.

Leon was mesmerized; the natural sensuality and allure emanating from this youthful and beautiful body seemed like the most beautiful scene in the world, making him want to admire and caress it more closely. He couldn't help but think of Helen of Troy, the peerless beauty who sparked the Trojan War, and Bao Si, whose smile could topple kingdoms. Perhaps Qianqian was also a source of calamity, even the gods would likely succumb to temptation before such alluring flesh. It's just a pity that no matter how beautiful a woman's body is, it's ultimately destined to be enjoyed by men. Tonight, he would use his penis and semen to send her to the blissful climax.

Qianqian's face flushed even more. Leon's infatuated expression and restless excitement were silent praise for her. The thought that her thirsty body might soon be violated by his burning penis filled her with an instinctive sense of shame and uncontrollable excitement. With each tremor of her heartstrings, the walls of her vagina pulsed thirstily, a wave of spring-like desire spreading from her groin throughout her entire body. In the quiet room, one could almost hear her frantic heartbeat and breathing. Her snow-white skin glowed with an alluring blush of shyness and excitement.

Although he had admired and even caressed every inch of Qianqian's body, Leon still greatly appreciated her current shyness, which was precisely what made her so alluring and attractive to him. Among the many beautiful women Leon had slept with, some were unable to let go of their psychological burdens, always passively accepting men's defilement while tormented by guilt, while others were shameless harlots, recklessly pursuing physical pleasure. Qianqian, however, possessed a unique charm that neither of these types lacked. Even after the deepest physical intimacy, she naturally maintained a wife's tension and reserve in front of men other than her husband, as well as the shame of exposing her body. But what was even more wonderful was that this shame and reserve did not bind her; instead, it aroused even stronger stimulation and pleasure under a man's teasing. With just a gentle touch to her heartstrings and arouse her body, lust, like a drop of dark ink falling into clear water, gradually spread throughout her body. For men, the sense of conquest gained through this gradual, satisfying development is even more appealing than mere physical pleasure.

"You're so beautiful..."

Leon broke the silent, ambiguous atmosphere, sincerely praising her. He no longer concealed the impulse and desire in his eyes, nor did he hide the erection beneath the towel covering his crotch; he simply let his gaze linger greedily on her perfect, delicate body.

Qianqian bit her lower lip tightly, her face burning as if she had a fever. Being so brazenly admired by a man other than her husband was almost as shameful and stimulating as being directly raped. She gently shifted her feet, turning her body sideways towards Leon, collapsing limply onto the bed, raising her proud breasts, letting her beautiful curves unfold freely.

The room was utterly quiet. The beautiful woman lying on the bed and the man wielding his paintbrush were each lost in their own thoughts. The brush moved swiftly across the paper, capturing her silhouette in the moonlight, or perhaps masking the burgeoning, decadent atmosphere emanating from the still air. ...

"Done!"

After a short while, Leon tossed down his paintbrush, let out a long sigh, turned the easel towards Qianqian, and then, with a satisfied smile, got up and sat beside her, admiring the painting together. Qianqian sat up naked, making no attempt to conceal herself, but instead leaned gently against Leon's embrace.

The painting was simple and unadorned, yet executed flawlessly, without a trace of superfluous extravagance. The beauty in the painting was tall and graceful, as pure and ethereal as a lotus flower, her exquisite face brimming with shy blush and overflowing with springtime passion, vividly depicted on the paper.

"Your painting is so beautiful..."

"You are a million times more beautiful in my heart..."

The moonlight outside the window remained clear, and the ambiguity in the room was rapidly expanding. Naked skin pressed tightly together again, their ears rubbing against each other. Every exchange of glances, every rapid, disordered breath, seemed to convey touching words of love between them, connecting their souls.

This long-lost tenderness made Qianqian dizzy and infatuated, and she couldn't help but put herself into the role in the movie, increasingly looking forward to the baptism that was about to come. Just as she hesitated whether to take the initiative to offer her body, suddenly, Leon produced a silk scarf from somewhere and covered Qianqian's eyes.

"Ah...you..."

The last sliver of dim moonlight in the room disappeared completely with the arrival of the silk scarf, leaving only pure darkness. Qianqian gasped softly, but did not resist, letting Leon take away her vision.

"Don't be afraid, don't think, just enjoy it..."

In the darkness, Qianqian's naked body was quickly enveloped in a warm and strong embrace. Her legs straddled her knees, kneeling against the man's chest, skin to skin, she could clearly feel the pounding of his heart, unable to distinguish whether it belonged to the man opposite her or to herself. As the light temporarily disappeared from her vision, Qianqian's body had already lowered its last defenses against Leon, completely surrendering itself to his grasp, allowing him to play with it at will. Leon's tireless teasing and perfectly timed stops, which had begun on the beach, were like sparks quietly planted within her, igniting the wildest, most ardent passion within her, burning her entire body and soul, making her intensely crave Leon's brutal violation. All that remained in her mind was the lewd image of naked bodies intertwined, churning within the darkness.

Holding Qianqian's unsuspecting, smooth, and warm body face to face, Leon wasn't in a hurry to soothe her inner hunger with his burning penis as she expected, giving her passive pleasure. Instead, he continued to skillfully tease her body, breaking down her last remaining fragile defenses. He wanted to intensify her shame into a dual stimulation of body and soul, giving her an unprecedented climax under such intense stimulation, thus plunging her into the abyss of lust and making her his plaything.

Gentle kisses lightly landed on Qianqian's face, then slid down to her chin, neck, collarbone, until they climbed up her high, fragrant breasts, growing heavier and more urgent. The light kisses turned into sucking, and his burning lips heavily imprinted marks of love on her fair skin. His warm, moist tongue once again enveloped those familiar, erect nipples, displaying its intoxicating licking skills. His fingers lightly touched her smooth, jade-like back, almost imperceptibly caressing her spine downwards until they slid down her buttocks to the mysterious garden between her thighs. The gentle, subtle teasing, almost imperceptible, tantalized her senses, making them even more acute. His burning penis pressed tightly against her wet opening, yet refused to penetrate; instead, his fingers, like feathers, gently roamed and teased the two sensitive, tender labia, causing her honeyed depths to overflow with wetness.

Blindfolded, her other senses compensated by a rapid amplification. The ticklish sensation of Leon's tongue slowly licking and biting her firm nipples, the tingling sensation of his hands kneading her rounded buttocks, even the warm touch of their skin rubbing together—all were magnified in the darkness, pleasure spreading rapidly through every corner of her body. The flames of desire burned throughout her body, both body and soul deeply engulfed in a vortex of lust. Her feminine instincts were aroused, and she reveled in Leon's tenderness, almost melting into the seductive sensations he had awakened.

Qianqian involuntarily arched her body, her hands tightly embracing Leon's head, her fingers forcefully playing with his hair, burying his face deeply between her smooth, firm breasts, letting out muffled moans of pleasure. Her body was limp, as if slightly anesthetized, completely intoxicated by this primal pleasure and comfort. Her lower body felt like a honey pot overflowing with empty, lonely fluids; the slightest movement would cause it to overflow uncontrollably. Driven by the surging lust, the pleasurable sensations of her arousal gradually transformed into an unbearable, tingling emptiness, making her unable to resist the volcanic eruption of desire, yearning only for the man's final penetration.

"You're making me so hot..."

Qianqian whispered breathlessly in Leon's ear, her voice trembling uncontrollably, as if pleading for mercy, or perhaps encouraging him to take the final step. Her delicate face was flushed with desire, and the boiling lust within her body caused fine beads of sweat to appear on her snow-white skin, making her look exceptionally alluring in the moonlight.

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

Her voice was filled with unbearable pleading, begging the man to use his penis to rescue her body from the torment of desire.

"If you want it, just sit down..."

Leon grinned wickedly, watching the beautiful woman in his arms furrow her brows, her rosy cheeks swaying, her body arching and trembling with desire, yet he refused to grant her relief, forcing her to willingly admit her wantonness with her body.

"You...you have to wear a condom..."

Hesitating for a moment amidst the torment of desire, Qianqian's voice was almost inaudible. This seemed to be the only way Qianqian could think of to retain a shred of modesty, shame, and psychological comfort. In the darkness, she felt the hands that had been caressing her temporarily leave her body, a slight tearing sound reaching her ears, accompanied by what seemed to be a strange, subtle buzzing.

"Come on... if you want to feel good, sit down yourself..."

Finally, this moment had arrived. The shame and excitement in Qianqian's heart had almost reached their peak. The lust and excitement that had been gradually aroused and accumulated during her long game of surrender with Leon had now reached a critical point where it had to burst forth. This slowly accumulating stimulation was completely incomparable to the fleeting pleasure she had experienced during her previous acts of defiance and infidelity.

She tightly hugged Leon's neck, with the last trace of embarrassment, but her body shamelessly sank down slowly, actively seeking out the hard, hot treasure that she had longed for. The thirsty, muddy beauty found the restless dragon almost without resistance. The contact of the penis and shaft caused her body to tremble involuntarily. Her labia, already slightly parted and covered in overflowing lustful fluid, seemed eager to swallow the shaft at her entrance. With a slight relaxation, her body sank again, and the shaft finally pierced the forbidden land she had longed for. The moment the shaft slowly penetrated the slippery flower path, Qianqian let out a relieved moan of pleasure.

"Ah...it's in..."

Finally, he was inside her body. The heat, the fullness, the swelling, the depth—all sorts of pleasure surged up at once, causing her to shudder violently. The gates of desire had been completely opened, unable to be closed again. A fire of lust suppressed deep within her body was released. The wonderful sensation brought by the thick, long shaft made her crave more, eager to pursue even more ecstatic pleasure.

Deeper…

more…

The long-lonely, tight honeypot was already prepared to welcome the man's arrival. As soon as the thick, hard penis was swallowed, it immediately clamped down tightly, greedily savoring the stimulation from its hardness and heat. The penis scraped against the tender walls, and the sensitive flesh immediately felt the tiny bumps all over the shaft, providing a continuous stream of extra stimulation. Passing through the tight squeeze of the tender flesh, the penis thrust deep into the very depths of her flower core. The sensitive cervix was forcefully poked by the glans, causing her to shudder again, her thighs instinctively clenching tightly. Leon's penis instantly felt a gripping force that gave him a bone-chilling pleasure. Qianqian's honeypot felt like layers of mountains, the warm and tight walls tightly enveloping his penis, contracting slightly with each gentle contraction, as if meticulously massaging the invading penis. Deep within her flower core, there was an exceptionally strong suction, as if trying to draw out all the essence from his penis.

As the tip of his penis pierced the deepest part of her tight, tender vagina, a small protrusion at the base of his penis vibrated slightly, pressing precisely against the sensitive clitoris at the entrance. Whether it was an illusion or not, the penis, deeply inserted, seemed to vibrate gently, as if alive, churning and grinding within her, sending waves of ecstatic pleasure through her body.

"Ah..."

The unexpected pleasure surged like an electric current, the sensitive clitoris transmitting the intense pleasure from the vibrations rapidly throughout her body. Qianqian arched her body, trembling, and cried out in a wanton moan. Physical pleasure is extremely simple, sometimes betraying one's own principles with equally simple ease. The tender romance that makes a woman smile can never compare to the primal carnal pleasure that makes her legs tremble. In that instant, Qianqian began to strongly question her foolish adherence to her principles for some time. The pleasure Leon brought her was so intense that she even felt a pang of regret for not offering her body to enjoy this pleasure sooner.

"This is another surprise for you..."

The feeling of being filled with his penis, the hot touch, and the tingling sensation from the slight vibrations made Qianqian moan softly with pleasure. Her body involuntarily swayed gently up and down, causing the penis to rub and stir more intensely inside her, arousing even more pleasure. Honey-like fluid, carrying a decadent scent, gushed from her opening, making their tightly intertwined private parts wet and slippery. Perhaps because her sensitive flower path was too slippery, the thrusting motion was a little too strong, and the thick penis suddenly slipped out of her honey hole.

In the darkness, the fullness and satisfaction she had just enjoyed made the emptiness and loss of this moment of separation feel like an eternity, like poisonous insects gnawing at Qianqian's soul, making her groin itch a thousand times more unbearably.

"Mmm... don't go out..."

Qianqian groaned in a daze, her body limp and powerless as she collapsed onto Leon's chest, her small hands grabbing wildly at her lower body, trying to stuff that soul-stirring hardness back into her body.

Without warning, a hard, hot penis emerged from the side, thrusting straight into her body, fiercely penetrating to the deepest part of her flower core, catching her off guard and instantly sending her to the highest point of ecstasy.

"Oh..."

Before she could fall from that height, the gentle thrusting suddenly turned into large, sweeping up-and-down thrusts, each one domineeringly penetrating deep into her flower path, grinding mercilessly against her flower core before rapidly withdrawing. The dots and ribs on the condom scraped against the sensitive flesh of her flower walls, bringing out glistening fluids that splattered between their legs and onto the sheets. The powerful thrusts made Qianqian sway and bounce as if she were riding a galloping horse, her fair, tender breasts displaying erotic waves with her movements. Lust conquered her like ocean waves, leaving her helplessly surging along, enjoying the surging pleasure of the waves.

Qianqian felt an urge to cry, yet felt no sadness or guilt, only pure excitement—the excitement brought on by intense pleasure and exhilaration. The sin of betrayal and the shame of depravity now became the most intense stimulation to her body; every inch of her skin trembled with excitement; the blood in every vein seemed to boil with excitement; every inch of her vaginal walls gripped the invading penis uncontrollably; every cell in her brain was occupied by pleasure, the intense impact causing Qianqian's lustful passion to bloom unrestrainedly, blossoming into a bewitching datura.

"Ah...it's reached...uh...so deep..."

Her wanton moans seemed to carry a hint of crying, the immense stimulation and wonderful passion making her lose herself in the rhythm of Leon's thrusts, wantonly twisting her hips. Her tight vagina contracted sharply, on the verge of collapse. She

had only been penetrated a few dozen times and was already on the verge of her first orgasm; even though Qianqian's body was naturally more sensitive, she had never experienced anything so rapid. Leon, a seasoned veteran of the sex world, knew better than most men. Faced with such a perfect, voluptuous body, most men would only know to possess it recklessly, indulging only in their own momentary pleasure. But he, unhurried and deliberate, savored and appreciated, carefully playing with and teasing every sensitive corner of her delicate body. For the first time, Qianqian truly felt that as a woman, she could experience such ultimate pleasure in sex.

Qianqian closed her eyes, her arms and legs tightly gripping Leon's body, as if wanting to squeeze more of his manhood into her. Zizi was right, and Leon was right too. The thrill of infidelity was as irresistible to her as blood was to a vampire. The lustful demon within her was finally unleashed by Leon's penis, which she both loved and hated. She loved that his precious thing brought her long-awaited orgasm, yet hated its deep thrusts that plunged her into an abyss of despair… Her

vagina, contracting with intense pleasure, gripped his penis tightly, and her delicate body began to convulse and tremble involuntarily. Indeed, the orgasmic pleasure a man's penis could bring was incomparable to any toy, finger, or tongue. She screamed softly, releasing the throbbing pleasure within her, her strength rapidly drained, her body collapsing limply against the man's chest, as light as a feather on a cloud.

"You're gripping me so tightly…"

Leon grinned mischievously, slowing his thrusts to a gentle, shallow penetration, trying not to overstimulate her overly sensitive vagina after her orgasm. This rapid climax was merely the prelude to tonight's lewd carnal drama.

"You're so naughty...you're killing me..."

"You're already done? Haven't been touched by a man in a long time?"

"Mmm..."

"Your husband doesn't know how to pamper you, so let me fulfill his duty..."

"Ah...you're at it again..."

As he spoke, Leon suddenly increased the force of his thrusts, gradually increasing the speed, his penis rhythmically penetrating deeper and deeper. Before the afterglow of her orgasm could fully subside, she was swept up by an even stronger wave, making her feel a surge of desire, once again completely immersed in the familiar impact and pleasure.

Unlike the previous fierce thrusts, this time Leon controlled his body's movements more skillfully, allowing his penis to penetrate at slightly different angles, fully stimulating every tender inch of her vaginal depths. As the penis penetrated deeper and deeper, the raised bumps inadvertently rubbed against a rough fold deep within her vaginal opening. The vaginal walls immediately contracted sharply, as if electrocuted, gripping the large glans tightly. Her soft moans suddenly turned into loud, lewd cries. The penis seemed to have found a hidden, mysterious passage, thrusting directly from her honeyed depths to the very core of her being, a hundredfold more intense pleasure crashing into her aroused heart.

"Oh…so this is it…"

Blindfolded, Qianqian couldn't see the smile on Leon's lips. Having discovered the beauty's sensitive spot, Leon, like a bloodthirsty wolf, adjusted his angle and launched a fierce attack.

The speed of each thrust increased, and Qianqian's moans grew more unrestrained. The bulging veins of his penis, burning hot, rubbed against that sensitive area again and again, each thrust more intense and faster than the last. Finally, the gentle in-and-out motions turned into wild thrusting, the stimulation coming faster and faster, the pleasure growing stronger and stronger. Before she could fully savor the pleasure of being touched at her sensitive spot, another, even more intense wave of pleasure surged up, overwhelming all her senses.

After only two rounds, Qianqian's legs were weak again from the penetration, but she still tightly gripped Leon's waist, her hands desperately wrapped around his neck, passionately kissing his alluring lips, her throat emitting indistinct, seductive moans with each deep thrust. Her

private parts were already soaking wet, a complete mess, honey-like fluid constantly flowing from her vulva, making a squelching sound with each of Leon's varying pressures. Her two delicate petals were swollen and engorged from the repeated friction, but her tender orifice still powerfully sucked at his penis, pushing it deeper and deeper. The stronger the pleasure, the stronger the desire, like a bottomless pit, insatiably demanding more.

Her entire body writhed restlessly against the man's, her cherry lips thirstily kissing his face wildly, as if only this constant writhing could release the pleasure coursing through every vein and cell of her body. With the powerful thrusts of his hot, hard penis, Qianqian felt as if her soul was about to leave her body. If this adultery was a heinous sin, then let her soul depart for a moment; she only wanted her body to enjoy this boundless pleasure without reservation.

"So amazing... ah... so comfortable..."

"The best is yet to come, try this..."

Leon's hands gripped her round, firm buttocks tightly, gently pulling Qianqian's body downwards. His penis, already rapidly moving in and out of her honeyed depths, thrust upwards forcefully, bringing his penis and sensitive cervix into the closest possible contact. Qianqian gasped, her mouth agape. The sudden, intense stimulation made her tremble again, leaving her too weak to even utter a satisfied moan. The man's hands immediately moved up to her slender waist, restraining her body. He then rotated her waist rapidly, back and forth, left and right, like a millstone, using his penis as the axis.

"Ahhh..."

This novel technique made Qianqian's second orgasm seem even faster and more intense than the first. The sensitive spots deep within her vagina were constantly rubbed and ground, and the clitoris at the entrance was stimulated by the protrusion on the base of his penis. The pleasure was several orders of magnitude greater than the first wave of attack. Qianqian was almost powerless to resist and succumbed once again. Her moans turned into chaotic screams, and the continuous groans made her voice slightly hoarse. Her body completely relaxed, and her love juices gushed out from her lower body with unprecedented force, making her wonder if it was a gush of orgasm or incontinence from being too stimulated.

With an even more intense orgasm, the tender flesh inside Qianqian's vagina twisted and turned, the layers of folds tightly squeezing his penis. The powerful suction and gripping force almost made Leon surrender. Fortunately, she had already brought him to climax once that afternoon, so he could barely calm himself down and give her one last blow.

"So wet...you've soaked the whole bed..."

Leon didn't care about the shame of the beauty's repeated orgasms during their affair, and instead began to further destroy her mind with lewd words. Unlike the previous pause in his offensive, this time Leon didn't give Qianqian any room to breathe, but maintained a fierce and high-speed thrust, continuing to penetrate her honey hole and ram straight to the core.

Qianqian, who had just been drifting in the waves of pleasure, was suddenly thrown into the air by this relentless and fierce thrusting. She had a strange feeling that her body was no longer rising and falling, but was flying higher and higher with each upward thrust of the penis, her mind blank except for instinctive lust.

"You sound so good. Shall I record your moans so your husband can hear them?"

"Mmm...no...no...don't let my husband know..."

"Then how about I carry you to the floor-to-ceiling window and do you there, so everyone outside can see you being penetrated?"

Leon thrust forcefully into the depths of her honeypot while continuing to tease Qianqian's ear.

"No...ah...no..."

"So many people are watching you. They're all waiting to enjoy your body. Your husband is right there watching, watching how you ride me and how I do it to you, okay?"

"Ah...no...please...no...don't say anymore...don't look at me..."

Though she said no, her body responded involuntarily. In the boundless darkness, the power of words was beyond imagination. The intense physical impact and the illusion Leon planted in her mind quickly shattered Qianqian's remaining mental capacity. She moaned and cried out incoherently, unable to distinguish between reality and fantasy. The scene she'd witnessed in the nightclub haunted her like a persistent ghost, as if a group of muscular men were truly surrounding her, lining up to enter her body. A tingling, itchy sensation coursed through her hot, sensitive skin, as if many rough, warm hands were caressing her. Her husband, Xiao He, was just inches away, watching her naked, being violated by strangers' penises until she reached orgasm, their semen soaking her entire body. This shameful fantasy, more easily than any other form of stimulation, sent her to an even higher peak.

"Stop talking? Then tell me why you get so wet when I mention being watched, and why you're squeezing me so tightly? Is it because you find it exciting to have many men watching and playing with you in front of your husband?"

Leon's lips curled into a wicked smile. He didn't let her off the hook, thrusting harder a few times while continuing to whisper in her ear, pinpointing her deepest, most shameful desires.

"You kneel in front of your husband and let him watch you bend over and I fuck you from behind, okay?"

"Ahhh...no...ah...no...oh...I'm going to die...ah..."

Everyone says that for men, "the grass is always greener on the other side," but this principle applies to women as well. While the pleasure derived from skillful bedroom techniques can be achieved by a husband, the stolen, unfamiliar novelty, shame, and excitement are something that no matter how hard her husband tries in bed, he can never replicate.

Her consciousness began to blur in the increasingly intense pleasure, her bones felt weak, and everything Leon had said during dinner became real. With his patient care, she was repeatedly pushed to increasingly intense and exhilarating orgasms, fully experiencing the pinnacle of sexual pleasure. At this moment, all she wanted was for that precious thing to remain deeply inside her, never to be pulled out. She even felt a pang of regret, regretting that her earlier restraint had created a thin membrane between them, preventing her from fully enjoying the final, intense pleasure of the hot semen washing over her uterus.

Seeing the beauty in his arms already in a state of intoxication and frenzy, Leon said nothing more, nor did he try to control his urge to ejaculate. He held her already sweat-drenched body tightly, thrusting in and out with the fastest speed, the deepest angle, and the greatest force, launching his final sprint. With a roar from Leon, his penis, still deeply inserted into her honey hole, visibly swelled even more. Even through the thin sheath, he could clearly feel the intensely gushing hot flow. The warmth almost melted Qianqian. All the accumulated desires rushed in like a flood suddenly released. Finally, she couldn't resist the intense stimulation and fainted amidst screams and moans...

Outside the window, the early summer sky was beginning to lighten. The lewd moans and groans inside the room temporarily ceased. If one listened carefully, besides the heavy breathing, one could faintly discern the slight static from the camera. The bed was a mess, stained with copious amounts of bodily fluids, but the burning gaze in the man's eyes seemed to suggest that this erotic lovemaking was far from over…

Completely immersed in the whirlpool of pleasure, Qianqian couldn't possibly notice that a silver Bentley, shrouded in the last vestiges of night before dawn, quietly drove away from the luxurious villa area. Just as the sounds of ecstatic moans began to echo from the bedroom, her phone, lying in the living room, rang. The faint buzz was easily ignored, persisting for a long time amidst the sounds of flesh colliding and the rising and falling cries of pleasure, before finally, unwillingly, stopping. The phone screen lit up, displaying a missed call, but the number was blank… **********

...

What caught her off guard was that her husband, Xiao He, was already on his way back! ——

【The Temptation of Infidelity】(18) Drifting Further and Further Away ****************

... For weeks, the nagging agitation and erotic dreams that had plagued her every night had finally ceased. Last night's intoxicating physical indulgence seemed to have completely removed the shackles binding her heart, along with the gushing fluids of her climax, allowing both body and mind to relax completely, leaving only peace and sweetness in her dreams. On the soft, comfortable bed, she lay curled up on her side like a kitten, her back resting on Leon's warm, broad embrace. She didn't remember when she fell asleep last night, only the irresistible tenderness and patient, skillful teasing of Leon in the music and candlelight. The intense masculine aura emanating from him, like the darkness that obscured her vision, completely enveloped her, isolating her from reality, stripping away her inhibitions and the constraints that bound her hesitation, allowing her to expose her true nature without reservation in the darkness, gradually falling into the abyss of lust, surrendering to her own carnal desires. She remembered being captured by nimble fingers and a tongue in his warm embrace, shamelessly lowering herself to swallow his thick, hard penis into her thirsty vagina, riding Leon with abandon, twisting her hips and reveling in carnal pleasure. She remembered the hot, hard dragon piercing deep into her vagina, each thrust precisely rubbing against every itchy spot on her tender flesh, the seemingly unhurried thrusts striking her heart with perfect timing, bringing her to the brink of ecstasy. She also remembered Leon's soft, gentle words in her ear as she reached her final climax. In the darkness, Leon slowly and deliberately wove the most shameful yet stimulating scene for her with seemingly harmless words, imagining herself being repeatedly raped by strangers in front of her husband, experiencing wave after wave of climax. This lewd and outrageous fantasy clashed violently with the virtuous and chaste moral principles she had upheld since childhood, yet strangely, it sparked a unique stimulation and pleasure, completely melting her body. She had never imagined that she, who had always presented herself as a well-behaved and pure lady, would be aroused by such near-humiliating and offensive teasing, stimulating the greatest pleasure within her. ... In her deep sleep, the sun was already high in the sky, sunlight filtering through the thin curtains and falling warmly on her naked body. Her desires were satisfied, and her whole body felt exceptionally comfortable and relaxed. In her hazy state, the broad embrace behind her felt like a warm ray of sunshine, tenderly enveloping her, making her unwilling to open her eyes and wake up. But what awakened her was not the warm morning sunlight, but a slight itch on her body. Half-asleep, Qianqian felt a warm, rough touch climb onto her proud breasts, covering and gently kneading her tender flesh. Her smooth, delicate skin pressed tightly against the hot embrace behind her. Even though she had enjoyed plenty of pleasure the night before, she was still unusually sensitive to a man's touch. Her nipples quickly hardened again under the intentional or unintentional touch of fingertips. Her smooth inner thighs were also being gently caressed, while a hard penis was pressing against her pert buttocks, sending waves of pleasure through her body and waking her from her peaceful sleep. Before she could distinguish whether the pleasure was from reality or a dream, a familiar, light kiss followed, landing on the back of her neck. Her eyes were still closed, but she was already letting out soft moans. Her naked body writhed restlessly in the man's arms... "What are you doing~ So restless so early in the morning..." Qianqian kept her eyes closed, silently allowing Leon's hands to roam freely over her naked body. She stretched lazily, giggling as she nestled into Leon's arms, as if scolding him for disturbing her sweet dream. "With such a beautiful woman in my arms, how could I possibly behave?" Leon chuckled and whispered gently in Qianqian's ear, but his hands didn't slow down at all. His large hands roamed freely over her body, gently caressing her smooth, jade-like skin, making her feel unbearably itchy. "It's so itchy, stop it~" Qianqian giggled, gently twisting and struggling in Leon's embrace. His hot and hard penis kept poking her buttocks and thighs from behind as she swayed, making her heart flutter. The little deer in her heart that had just calmed down began to pound restlessly again, and the spring of lust between her legs seemed to start to overflow again.

The hazy dream slowly faded with Leon's caresses and passionate kisses. A beautiful morning, a peaceful dream—yet here in this unfamiliar villa, lying naked in the arms of a man other than her husband, begging for his affections. The thought made Qianqian blush again. But despite the shame, the guilt of betraying her husband seemed to have faded.

Under the constant hints and encouragement of Zizi and Leon, and under the stimulation of Zizi's wanton indulgence, Qianqian's psychology had subtly changed without her realizing it. Her relationship with her husband lacked passion, and the long-distance relationship had weakened the bond between them. During her husband's absence, Leon's gentle and romantic pursuit and companionship had gradually filled Qianqian's lonely heart, replacing Xiao He's place. What a woman needs is a man's love and care; the specific man is not so important. Husband or lover, as long as they can fill the emptiness in a woman's heart and body, she will inevitably develop a dependence. Last night, after Leon broke through that thin veil and possessed her body, she felt a sense of relief, as if a final constraint had been lifted, allowing her to temporarily indulge in the physical pleasure this handsome man brought her.

"Your naughty brother is so energetic again this morning? He's even more restless than you..."

"That's because you're so beautiful that he's so restless..."

Leon turned Qianqian around to face him, his large, watery eyes still holding a hint of drowsiness and languor from just waking up. Her starry eyes and brows were filled with shy affection, their alluring gaze captivating. Her exquisitely beautiful face was still unkempt, her jet-black hair loosely curled, yet it all naturally exuded the unique charm and allure of a young woman. Her fair, alabaster skin was flushed with a rosy hue from the intense pleasure of lovemaking. Her soft, warm body writhed gently in his arms, radiating an alluring fragrance and a beautiful rhythm. Her small, cherry-like lips were slightly pouting, yet a sweet smile played on them, making her even more captivating and endearing.

Recalling how this peerless beauty had moaned and succumbed to pleasure beneath his penis the previous night, Leon felt a fire rise within him again. He couldn't resist leaning in to kiss those beautiful curves of her soft lips deeply, to kiss her sweet, moist lips once more.

"You're so lustful~" Qianqian pouted coquettishly, her slender finger pointing at Leon's nose, blocking his impulse to kiss her, but her face was full of irrepressible charm.

"You big pervert, you clearly said you'd draw me last night, how did you end up drawing me on the bed..."

"You can't wrongly accuse a good person, have you forgotten who was so willing to sit down yesterday?"

Leon wrapped his arms around her slender waist and hugged her even tighter, teasing her almost face to face.

"You scoundrel! You take advantage and then try to shirk responsibility!"

Qianqian pinched Leon's waist shyly, then buried her face in his chest, blushing. "You big pervert, have you already fooled a lot of young girls like this?"

"No way... It's just that you're so beautiful that I couldn't help myself..."

"Tch~ You might fool those young girls with that. You acted so innocent at the gym, but you're a scoundrel after all... Your moves are so skillful, you must be a scoundrel who's had a lot of romantic entanglements..."

"Oh? Which moves are you skilled at? Hehe..."

"I hate you, you're at it again..."

Looking at his beautiful wife, so charming and demure in his arms, Leon felt a surge of conquering pride. The beauty in his arms was more beautiful and alluring than any woman he had ever played with. Pure yet seductive, shy yet full of charm, her half-concealed, half-reluctant, alluring appearance made him unable to resist. That perfectly sensitive body was indescribably wonderful. From her soft breasts to her slender waist, from her pert buttocks to her jade-like legs, every corner was irresistible to him. The more he played with her, the more he found it pleasurable, leaving him wanting to thrust into her body relentlessly, until every drop of his semen filled her vagina and soaked her body.

He had used all his patience and effort to slowly lure this beautiful woman into his arms for last night's carnal pleasure. But all that patience and waiting was worthwhile after he tasted the exquisite flavor of her body. The only regret was that yesterday there was a thin membrane between them, preventing him from truly and thoroughly enjoying that indescribably wonderful vagina. But time would come, and he believed that his valiant performance last night had surely made this married woman infatuated with his penis. There would be plenty of opportunities in the future to cleanse this beautiful woman's womb with his hot semen. Unlike his previous one-night stands, this time the body beside him truly captivated him, making him unwilling to stop at a fleeting taste and instead wanting to conquer her under his control for the long term.

"Did you enjoy being served last night?"

"Ugh, I won't tell you..."

"Then who's more comfortable, you or your husband?"

"Ugh, ugh, you...you don't mention him..."

Sensing a hint of annoyance in her words, Leon wisely stopped talking. Glancing down, he saw that Qianqian's left ring finger, resting on her chest, was empty.

"You feel guilty towards your husband again?"

"A little...I don't know..."

Qianqian didn't look up, but simply whispered against Leon's chest.

"He hasn't been by my side for a long time. Although we still call and video chat often, it feels increasingly distant compared to when we first started dating..."

Qianqian said, gently tracing circles on Leon's chest with her fingers. "We've been together for five years, we're as familiar as our own hands, it's a bit... a bit boring... We used to be inseparable, there was always some warmth between lovers, but in the last six months..."

Qianqian trailed off. So many unexpected things had happened in the last six months. The unexpected discovery of her husband's infidelity had thrown her life into chaos. Things that had been building up inside her for so long seemed to surface all at once. The lack of time together over the past six months had made Xiao He increasingly distant from her. Her restlessness and yearning had grown stronger over the past six months, and the frequent affairs made her increasingly aware of her own promiscuous nature. Each man's penis made her life both new and exciting, yet also strange, making her feel like a stranger to herself.

"Sigh..."

She sighed softly. "Maybe this is what marriage is like. I always thought my parents' lives were too mundane, and I thought my marriage would always be passionate. But maybe I was asking for too much. Marriage is just like this; it always gradually becomes mundane..."

Five years ago, when Qianqian and Xiao He were deeply in love, if someone had told her that one day she would feel bored with the relationship and willingly offer herself to a man other than her husband, she would never have believed it. Even recently, she believed that the problems between her and her husband were just temporary loneliness and estrangement, and that she could get through this period of confusion and get things back on track if she just persevered a little. She blamed her previous absurd acts of infidelity on others drugging and seducing her, or on her own spiteful revenge against her husband's infidelity—in short, impulsive acts in the heat of the moment. But this time, she was determined to make amends for her past mistakes and not betray her husband again, yet she couldn't resist chasing after that thrilling feeling and willingly succumbed to it.

However, she didn't seem overly surprised; in fact, a corner of her heart felt that such a moment was an inevitable outcome. After her first half-hearted experience of the pleasure of infidelity under the influence of drugs, she could never forget that unforgettable, exhilarating feeling. This thrill was amplified infinitely during the periods when her husband was away, making her unable to resist. And then, at this very moment, she encountered this man who unsettled her, completely ending her inner turmoil and awakening the lustful demon within her.

"Actually, thinking about it, things don't seem any different now than before. It's just the same old routine, one day after another, but now I feel increasingly unhappy..."

Qianqian pouted, using her finger like a pen to trace the word "unhappy" repeatedly on Leon's chest.

What motivates people to wear masks and suppress their true nature every day is the so-called "future" in their illusions. For the sake of "future prospects and happiness," people can suppress their playfulness and study hard, suppress laziness and work diligently, resist external temptations and become devoted, and become the person others want them to be in front of others, all for the illusory "hope for the future." But when she finally graduated from school, got married, settled down, and got back on track, her hopes for the "future" were shattered. Every day, she sat bored at her workplace, going home and leaving home. She didn't worry about her job or strive for a meaningless promotion. She had no worries about basic necessities, and saw no hope of suddenly becoming rich. Every day she came home to the same face and woke up in the same arms. Day after day, it was like being trapped in a cage, the monotony driving her crazy.

Zizi was right; this kind of life made it impossible for her to deceive herself or suppress her desires any longer. When novelty and excitement knocked on her door, she might be able to resist once or twice, but like someone holding their breath underwater, no matter how long they held out, they would eventually leap out to grab the fresh air.

“Happiness should be the prerequisite for love and marriage.”

Leon hugged Qianqian tighter. “Actually, in America, many people play around when they’re young, but they’re very picky about marriage. They must find a partner who can truly make them happy. If they can’t be happy, how can they spend their lives together?”

“Your husband should be happy for you if you can find happiness. He can’t satisfy you, so I’m here to fulfill his task. He should thank me.”

“You… what kind of twisted logic is that…”

Qianqian was both angry and amused. “You slept with someone else’s wife and expect him to thank you?”

“Of course! How can a man not have that much magnanimity! Loving someone isn’t about binding her and turning her into your slave, but about giving her freedom and happiness. If your husband truly loves you, he should want you to have the freedom to enjoy life’s pleasures. Life is short; don’t miss out on either physical or mental happiness.”

Qianqian shook her head, not wanting to ponder Leon’s words. Wandering between love and sex, pleasure, pain, guilt, and excitement—all these intertwined and filled her heart. The best way to cope was to escape. Just like when she was a child, even with exams looming, she was too playful to study. The best approach was to temporarily set aside the fear of exams and not think about them, so she could at least enjoy herself. Qianqian felt this was perhaps the most practical method right now. Since the future was unpredictable, it was better not to think about it and enjoy the present pleasure.

"Okay, don't think so much. Life is about enjoying it while you can,"

Leon smiled, gently cupping Qianqian's pretty face and giving her a tender, light kiss. "If this bothers you, just think of me and everything else as a dream. I'll disappear completely and never disturb your life again, okay?"

"Mmm..."

Qianqian felt a warmth in her heart. She suddenly felt that this fleeting pleasure was particularly relaxing, lacking the unavoidable worldliness of marriage, yet possessing the tenderness and sweetness of passionate love; lacking the responsibility and constraints of a couple, yet offering pure physical enjoyment. The man before her, with his handsome face, tender affection, and superb bedroom skills, made it impossible for her to refuse.

"Then tell me, did I serve you well last night?"

"I won't tell..."

"Tell me, tell me!"

"I won't tell you..."

"Tell me, I worked so hard, consider it a reward. You were moaning so loudly last night, why are you shy now? Hmm? Was it comfortable last night?"

"Hmm..."

Qianqian blushed and answered, burrowing into Leon's arms. Yesterday, this man's penis had given her unprecedented orgasms, so intense that she almost fainted. In her complete loss of reason, she didn't even remember uttering any lewd words. Actually, compared to her wantonness last night, admitting that she had enjoyed it wasn't a big deal, but Leon insisted on teasing her relentlessly, making her shame and excitement even stronger.

"So, did I make you feel better than your husband?"

"..."

"Was it better? Hmm?"

"Yes! You're the worst!"

Qianqian blushed and reached down to Leon's crotch, gently pinching his unruly penis. The moment she touched it, the hot, throbbing penis felt like a branding iron, but once she held it, she couldn't bear to let go.

"You're so naughty... Actually... actually, my husband isn't bad either..."

Qianqian seemed to be trying to save face for her husband in front of other men, "It's always quite comfortable with him, but... but..."

"But not as stimulating as me, right? Isn't it bigger than your husband's? Hmm?"

Qianqian blushed and didn't speak, focusing intently on holding and playing with the erect penis, feeling it grow inch by inch in her hand, becoming harder and harder like an iron rod, thick and hot, making her heart pound. Her mind had already flown back to the ecstatic dream of the previous night.

It really was bigger than her husband's. Xiao He's weapon wasn't small by Chinese standards, but it was still slightly inferior to the treasure in her hand. Wow, it's so thick! It's completely hard now, I can't even wrap my little hands around it. No wonder it was so stimulating when it came in last night…

And it's so long, probably two hands' length… more than that… Even with both hands, that thick, menacing glans is still completely exposed… It's so much longer than my husband's, no wonder it can penetrate so deeply. If I hadn't used a condom yesterday, it would have all gone inside my uterus… He ejaculated so much, if it all came inside…

Ugh… Why am I already having these wild thoughts so early in the morning… I'm even comparing him to my husband… How shameless of me… But he was really amazing last night, I feel wet down there again… It's so itchy…

I feel so ashamed of my lewdness, but my hands just can't stop. While stroking it, I secretly estimate the size, and in my mind, I can't help but compare it to my husband from every angle. My husband is not only inferior in size, but I'm also too familiar with all the positions he uses in bed, there's nothing new about them. While Leon didn't possess the extraordinary talent or youthful impetuosity of Shin-chan, his diverse and patient techniques always provided unexpected stimulation, firmly controlling her body and slowly drawing her soul to extreme climax. More importantly, there was the shame of their affair; just the thought of being naked and blindfolded, listening to him describe those fantastical scenes in her ear, was enough to make her tremble with excitement.

"What are you thinking, you little pervert? Why are you touching it so enthusiastically? Are you comparing whose is bigger with your husband's? Or do you want more?"

"I'm not that perverted..."

Qianqian blushed, shyly trying to squeeze the hard rod in her hand, but the strength in her hand seemed to have melted away by the hot iron rod, and it had already gone soft. "It tormented me all night last night, so now I can't even tease it?"

"Oh~ So even a good girl can be so naughty? No wonder you were so wet when I told you a story yesterday. How do you want to 'tease' it? Like you did last night?"

"Oh, you're so naughty, I didn't..."

"Still denying it? They say women are made of water, and that's absolutely true for you. Last night you were like a fountain, soaking half the bed. I've never seen a girl who can spray like that before, hehe..."

Leon chuckled mischievously, lifting the covers and pulling Qianqian's hand to the sheets. Sure enough, the soft cotton sheets still bore a large, hard stain from dried vaginal fluid, a stark reminder of the ecstasy of last night's lovemaking.

"You're so annoying! This is all because of you..."

Qianqian's face flushed, and she tried to deny it guiltily, but the water stains on the sheets seemed to still exude a lewd scent, like evidence of her wanton nature, leaving her mortified and with nowhere to escape.

"I'm so wet...

I've never been this wet when I'm with my husband... The last time I was this wet... it seems... it seems like it was on Xiaoxin's bed... Although I can always reach orgasm after my husband's hard work for a long time, I'm extremely sensitive when we're having an affair. It's so easy for a man to make me lose control and have multiple orgasms. It's just too lewd...

" "I didn't bully you. You sat down on your own initiative, and you were riding me and twisting around so much. You should say you 'bullied' me, right?"

"You're just making fun of me. I'm ignoring you~" Qianqian blushed at his words, pouting shyly as she struggled to sit up from Leon's arms, pulled back the covers, and tried to put on her clothes and run away. Her eyes scanned the room, but she only found a bath towel lying on the floor. Then she remembered that last night she had walked into the room completely naked, wearing only a bath towel, and thrown herself into Leon's arms.

"What? Trying to run away already?"

Leon swiftly grabbed Qianqian, who was about to escape, and pulled her back with a wicked grin. Qianqian lost her balance and swayed back into his arms, landing hard on Leon's lap. Her round, perky buttocks were pressed against his hard penis, making her heart skip a beat, and her whole body seemed to go limp again.

"You think you can run away after you've made him this hard? Your little sister has to take responsibility for making him go soft..."

"Rape~ Help~ There's a pervert..."

Qianqian struggled in Leon's arms with a coquettish laugh, exclaiming in exaggerated little voices, her voice sweet and coquettish, like the playful banter between lovers, or even more like a seductive temptation to her lover.

Leon's attention was completely focused on her perfectly curvaceous body. His hands roamed freely over Qianqian's naked form, teasing her wantonly. Her alluring flesh was curvaceous, smooth, and full; even after playing with her all night, he still felt unsatisfied, as if two hands weren't enough to satisfy him. Suddenly, like a mischievous kitten, Qianqian broke free from his embrace, running naked and giggling towards the living room.

Sunlight streamed in through the window, illuminating her fair skin. Her breasts swayed up and down like two playful white rabbits as she ran, practically beckoning Leon to catch them. Without a moment's hesitation, Leon pounced, a wicked grin on his face as he leisurely chased her down the hallway and into the living room, admiring the bouncing breasts.

"Gotcha! Where do you think you're going to run now!"

Leon pounced from behind, tightly embracing Qianqian's naked body. One hand around her shoulder, the other under her legs, and with a laugh, he swept her up like a kitten amidst her playful whimpers.

"You little rascal, daring to run away, see how I deal with you!"

He carried her a couple of steps to the sofa, gently tossing her onto the soft cushions. Before she could get up and run away again, he immediately pressed her down, pinning her beneath him, their young bodies once more intertwined, completely naked. Leon's hands immediately and without hesitation grasped her fair, smooth breasts, kneading and squeezing them. The full, round orbs were firm and supple, too large for his hands to fully encircle. His fingertips gently pinched and played with her tender red nipples, and he couldn't help but exclaim, "How did you raise these treasures of yours? They're so big and firm, they're absolutely mesmerizing. Even the most composed man would surrender to them the moment he touches them..."

05-08
"You...you're so mean..."

Her delicate, snow-white skin was rubbed against Leon's strong, hot muscles, and her sensitive nipples were gently kneaded. The soul-stirring pleasure from last night washed over her again. Qianqian giggled and stopped struggling, letting Leon greedily play with her ample breasts.

"I raised them...um...I worked so hard to raise them, and they're all going to you, you bad guy..."

"They're so big, your son won't lack delicious food in the future. I don't think he can finish these two big bags of milk by himself, so why don't he keep one and I keep the other..."

As he spoke, Leon grinned mischievously, continuing to attack one nipple with one hand while already taking the other into his mouth. His lips gently nibbled at her nipple, his tongue flicking rapidly, deliberately making exaggerated sucking sounds.

"Ah...it tickles...you...you...you big bad guy! What nonsense are you talking about..."

Qianqian was both embarrassed and ashamed by Leon's words. Her firm, large breasts were indeed irresistible; even on the street, passing men couldn't help but glance at her neckline. Her husband also liked to say the same thing Leon had just said. When Xiao He made love to her, he loved to play with her breasts while saying that if they had children, the son would eat one and the husband the other. Unexpectedly, before they even had a son, a lover had come along and was fighting with her husband for her precious breasts.

"Hehe, why didn't you and your husband have a child after you got married? Is he impotent?"

Leon continued to tease Qianqian while licking her breasts, his free hand sliding down her flat stomach to between her legs, gently burying itself in that mysterious garden that he loved so much.

"Mmm...I...we're not...planning to have a baby so soon..."

Qianqian felt a tingling, numb, and pleasurable sensation from the licking, and involuntarily arched her upper body, as if she wanted to offer her breasts to Leon's mouth. Her legs futilely clamped together, trying to stop Leon's predatory advances, but her thighs were overflowing with desire, the slippery, wet fluid tightly gripping the fingers that had slipped inside.

"I might as well go all the way and give your husband a son..."

"Ah...you mean, you bad boy...ah..."

It's happening again...

that magically hard penis pressed tightly against the entrance of her wet, tender vagina, gently rubbing against it. Her body went limp again. This man was practically a devil sent to tempt her into depravity. He simply held her, his skin gently rubbing against hers, softly kissing her neck and earlobes. No matter how much she wanted to escape or resist, she instantly crumbled, only wanting him to touch her more comfortably, wanting him to penetrate her deeply…

Leon pulled Qianqian's body up, holding her from behind, letting her half-lie on top of him. One hand continued to caress her breasts, while the other forcefully spread her legs, wantonly exposing her private, tender vulva. His engorged penis burrowed between her buttocks, rubbing against her wet labia, his fingers precisely rubbing against her aroused clitoris in circles.

“You’re so beautiful… I want you so much… I want to hold you, kiss you, and fuck you every day…”

His lips pressed against Qianqian’s earlobes and cheeks, kissing her incessantly. Qianqian was completely aroused by his teasing. Her face flushed, she breathed heavily, closed her eyes, and turned her head to eagerly respond to his kiss. Her body writhed seductively, responding to his caresses. Slippery fluids seeped continuously from her honeyed depths, wetting the fingers and penis pressed tightly against her entrance.

She loved this feeling…

She loved how his warm hands gently caressed her breasts, loved his tender kisses, loved his warm breath on her ear as he whispered lewd stories to tease her, loved his thick, hard penis pressing against her vulva, loved his mischievous fingers teasing her clitoris until it was hard and erect… His

big penis was about to go in again… Hurry up and go in… Ah… How did his fingers get in…

It feels so good… Husband, I’m sorry… I’m sorry… But the body can’t lie…

Under Leon’s intense teasing, Qianqian was quickly brought to the peak of lust again, desperately craving that the dark, big penis at her vulva to go in and relieve the unbearable itch in her vulva. Leon, however, continued to rub at the entrance of her vagina at his own unhurried pace, occasionally letting the head of his penis sink shallowly into the opening before immediately withdrawing it. Only his nimble fingers burrowed deep into her honeyed depths, stirring her desire and making Qianqian's lust grow stronger and stronger, burning her to the point of madness.

"Your little sister is so tender, so tight, it feels so good sucking my fingers, I want to fuck you hard for three days and three nights."

"Mmm... three days and three nights... oh... three days and three nights and you'll be exhausted to death... ah..."

"I'd be willing to die of exhaustion in a beautiful woman's tender hole..."

"Ah... mmm... you... you stop touching me... if you touch me again I'll..."

"Can't take it anymore and about to climax? Then enjoy your climax... you're so beautiful, it would be a waste if your husband had all of you, I really want to find a group of strong men to serve you together." "You're so

bad... you want to play with others after you've already played with yourself... are you willing to do that?"

"I'm not only willing to do that, I want to play with them, play with you in front of your husband..."

"Ah... you... don't say that... it hurts so much..."

"Hehe, can't take it anymore? When you were peeping at Zizi that night, didn't you also want to try what it felt like to be fucked by two men at the same time? Didn't Zizi tell you how good it was?"

"Mmm...ah...ah..."

Leon said, increasing the pressure of his fingers as he penetrated, causing Qianqian to moan and cry out incessantly. Qianqian was extremely uncomfortable from his relentless questioning. Her honeyed orifice was hot, as if she was about to ejaculate again, but his fingers were too thin. The more he penetrated, the itchier it became, and the more she felt an unbearable emptiness. All she wanted to do was beg Leon to quickly thrust his large penis inside her, yet she dared not utter such a lewd and lowly request in front of him.

The beautiful wife, tormented by desire, was alluringly shy and coquettish. Her body, unable to bear the loneliness, was almost at its limit. Leon knew that this delicate body was completely captivated by him. With a victorious smile, he withdrew his fingers from her soaking wet and tender orifice, preparing to bestow upon her the penis she had longed for.

"You little slut, the more I talk, the more wanton you get. Your little hole is overflowing with water, it's even dripping onto my legs. Just telling you stories and touching you makes you climax, how horny are you? Since you're so horny, let me punish you properly on behalf of your husband..."

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

Qianqian had already involuntarily stuck out her buttocks, ready to receive the punishment from the big meat stick, when a vibrating buzzing sound suddenly rang out beside the sofa, startling her from her foreplay. Her phone rang, and Qianqian, who was only focused on enjoying the beautiful scenery and handsome man, suddenly remembered that she hadn't checked her phone all day yesterday because she was so engrossed in playing with Leon. Maybe it was her husband coming to check on her.

"Don't worry about it..."

"No... what if it's my husband..."

Qianqian frantically rolled off Leon, searching the coffee table for the source of the vibration while trying to calm her rapid breathing.

"Hehe, it's your husband, perfect! I'll livestream it to him so he can hear how well I'm serving his darling wife, how loudly she's moaning..."

Qianqian paused slightly when she saw the name on her phone; it was Wenwen.

"You...you...don't do anything rash, I need to take this call..."

Qianqian hurriedly kicked Leon, who was grinning mischievously beside her, aside, her bare, slender feet kicking wildly in the air to stop him from trying to get closer.

"Hello?"

"Qianqian? Are you home?"

"Huh? Um...yes, what's up?"

"I called you several times last night, why didn't you answer?"

"I...I...I went out with my colleagues last night, it was noisy, I didn't hear you, sorry."

"Oh, okay."

"Why are you calling all of a sudden? Is something wrong?"

"You...you and Xiao He...how are you doing lately?"

"Huh?"

Qianqian's heart tightened, and she subconsciously glanced at Leon, who was still lurking beside her. Wenwen and she hadn't been in touch for a while, but the sudden call this morning made Qianqian a little nervous, wondering if her affair had been leaked somewhere.

"It's...it's alright...nothing special. What's wrong?"

"Um...well...there's something...do you remember that guy, right?..."

Hearing that name from Wenwen's mouth, Qianqian felt a sudden, sharp tremor in her heart, as if struck by lightning.

"He seems to be on vacation or something, anyway, he's in the country. Ever since you two...that, we haven't heard from him at all. Then last night he suddenly called me, saying he wanted to find you, but couldn't, so he asked me to contact you. But I called you for a long time and no one answered...I was worried, so I called to see if you were okay..."

"Oh...I'm fine...did he say why he wanted to call me?"

"No, he probably just came back and wanted to meet up with some old friends for dinner?"

"Okay then...I'm fine, don't worry...I have something to do, I'll hang up now..."

Qianqian hung up the phone blankly, her mind a complete mess. That ghostly name surfaced again, catching her off guard. Her face flushed, as if she had been jolted awake from her reverie of adultery. She didn't know why, but when she had shamelessly and wantonly moaned and groaned beneath another man, even the guilt and remorse she felt towards her husband had faded. Yet, the thought of that name filled her with unbearable shame and embarrassment.

"What's wrong?"

Leon leaned in and embraced her naked body, asking with concern. His hands, however, were already restless, climbing onto her smooth, full breasts. But the two nipples, which had been aroused, had softened, and her flushed skin had instantly turned cool.

"I...nothing...nothing..."

Qianqian stammered, clutching her phone. Those devilish hands caressed her body, and shame and pleasure surged within her again. She wanted to break free from his embrace, but remembering her shameless and wanton behavior, she didn't know how to escape. She had come this far step by step, her hand held, her lips kissed, her body seen and touched, she had given him oral sex, and he had even facial her. Finally, she hadn't held back and he had penetrated her, wantonly fucking her all night. What was there left for her to pretend to be chaste at?

Before she could think any further, her phone vibrated excitedly again, startling Qianqian once more. She couldn't escape her fears; she'd been scared by everything before, and now it really was her husband's name on the screen.

"Wow, beautiful lady, you're quite busy! So many people lining up to see you this early in the morning, can't you even give me a moment to be intimate?"

Leon, with his arm around Qianqian, teased her with a smile.

"Hey, stop it! This time it really is my husband! Don't mess around!"

Qianqian struggled out of Leon's arms, pushed him away, sat on the sofa, took a deep breath, and then pressed the answer button.

"Hello? Husband~" "Wife, why didn't you answer the phone last night?"

"Ah? I... I was watching a movie in the room last night, and I left my phone in the living room so I didn't hear it."

Leon listened to Qianqian's lies to her husband, silently grinning mischievously at her, ignoring the murderous glares she was giving him.

"Oh, I see. I have some good news for you, honey, I can go home today!"

"Huh? Wh...what? You're going home today? Didn't...didn't you just say the day before yesterday that you were going to stay another week?"

"Eh? Why are you reacting like this? Don't you want your husband to come home?"

"No...it's just...I'm just really surprised...what happened?"

"I don't know, but the other company suddenly said the inspection was passed, and they finished everything on Friday. I was originally planning to stay for a couple more days to make sure everything was okay before coming back, but I really missed you, so I bought a plane ticket for this morning. I'm on my way to the airport now, and I'll be home soon. I wanted to tell you last night, but you didn't answer my calls or reply to my texts, so I'm telling you now to see if you're still in bed, you little lazybones."

She had come here with the mixed-race handsome guy to enjoy the pleasure of an affair because her husband was going to stay home late, but she never expected that her husband would suddenly go home as planned after she had just given him her body. Qianqian was both amused and exasperated. This small, accidental turn of events had led her to make a huge mistake. Because of a single wrong thought, she had lost the principles she could have upheld, but it was also because of this same wrong thought that she finally experienced the wonderful pleasure brought by that large, unsettling penis.

As Qianqian was thinking about Leon's penis, a casual glance out of the corner of her eye made her freeze. Leon had silently moved closer and was standing beside her. He was naked, standing very close, motionless. His thick, erect penis, like a microphone, hovered a few centimeters from her mouth, its dark shaft menacingly facing her, the bulging veins clearly visible, emanating a seductive masculine scent.

"Honey's coming home, aren't you happy, honey?"

"Yes, I am..."

"Honey, I miss you so much!"

"I miss you too, honey..."

Qianqian could barely hear what her husband was saying on the phone, and she didn't even know what she was mechanically answering. She was just staring intently at the tempting penis in front of her, her mind completely elsewhere. Her husband was coming home soon, he was talking to her sweetly on the phone, but her eyes and heart were filled with nothing but that hard, big penis.

So embarrassing... but so exciting... talking to her husband on the phone while staring naked at another man's penis... she was wet again... so wet... her little sister was so helpless, she couldn't resist the sight of a big penis...

big penis, big penis, big penis, big penis, big penis, big penis, big penis...

she wanted to eat it...

what should she do? How lewd... Even though my husband is coming back, I still can't bear to part with this bad guy... I've never been this horny before...

"Wife? Why are you so distracted?"

"No... nothing... Husband, please come back soon, I've been waiting for you for so long..."

Qianqian hurriedly said a few words to Xiao He and urged him to hang up the phone. After putting down her phone, she didn't know what to do. She was still staring blankly at the penis so close to her, her mind filled with lewd fantasies.

"You're so annoying~ I was on the phone, why did you..."

Qianqian wanted to blame Leon, but she couldn't get angry at all. Her voice was sweet and coquettish, as if she was pleading with him.

"What did I do? I didn't do anything. I didn't touch you or make a sound. I can't even stand next to you like this? Huh?"

"You, you, you... You're standing next to me, and your bad thing is so close to me..."

"What's wrong with you? My darling is so close to you and you can't help wanting it again? Haha..."

"You're so bad..."

Qianqian's voice grew softer and softer until it was almost inaudible. Leon remained standing there, motionless. She tried to move aside, wanting to get away from the large, alluring penis that had captivated her, but her body wouldn't budge. Her face grew increasingly red, her heart pounded faster, and her breathing became more rapid.

"If you want to lick it, then lick it. I'm not stopping you..."

Leon took another step closer, almost touching Qianqian's lips with his penis.

"I didn't mean to lick it... I... ah..."

Qianqian frantically turned her head away, unable to look any longer, but before she could react, Leon suddenly and roughly pounced on her, pinning her down on the sofa again.

"No more phone calls now, right? Can I have some fun now..."

"Stop playing! My husband's coming home, I need to go home right now..."

Qianqian tried to struggle, but she was already weak and powerless from being touched earlier, and could only keep turning her head to avoid Leon's wolfish kisses, crying out urgently.

“Then I need to seize this last chance before your husband comes back. Who knows when we can rekindle our romance again?”

“No…no…ah…no…you’ve been going on for so long…I definitely won’t make it back in time, my husband will find out.”

“Then lick it for me.”

Leon pretended to be disappointed, but obediently let go of Qianqian and helped her sit up.

“No…I really have to go back now…”

Although Qianqian really wanted to lick that penis again, she didn’t dare. That penis was too powerful. If she took it in her mouth, she would definitely be unable to resist asking Leon for more, and that would really go too far.

“What should I do if I’m so hard? You have to promise me that you’ll let me go out with you again next time, or I won’t let you go!”

“Okay, okay…I’ll make it up to him next time…”

Qianqian couldn’t resist him, so she had to agree. She was both excited and regretful. It was naturally a little smug to have such a handsome man with both bedroom skills and romance at her feet, but now that she had agreed to him, she would have to be sorry to her husband again. " Well, I've already been cheated on, so it's the same mistake whether it happens once or several times. I guess I'll just have to let my husband continue wearing this green hat.

" "Okay, okay, I've agreed to everything. Can you let me go now? Hurry up and take me home, please don't let my husband find out..."

"You're just going back like this? Aren't you going to take a shower before you leave?"

Leon grinned mischievously, gesturing towards Qianqian's wet crotch.

"Ugh, it's all your fault... I'll shower myself when I get back! Don't expect to shower properly here, you big pervert, you'll definitely take advantage of me again..."

Qianqian hurriedly got up, ran to the bedroom, rummaged through the closet for the clothes she'd changed out of yesterday, and quickly put them on.

"Hey, stop it! If my husband finds out, I'm really doomed! Hurry up and get dressed!"

Leon grinned, letting Qianqian push him out of the room. He was already wearing white boxer briefs, but he couldn't resist the allure of his penis. His erect, throbbing member bulged beneath his briefs, the purplish-red glans protruding restlessly from the edge, as if showing off to Qianqian.

Only after he turned and left did Qianqian reluctantly tear her gaze away from his penis. She shook her head in annoyance. Before yesterday, she hadn't felt his penis was so tempting, but after licking it yesterday afternoon and being penetrated all night, she couldn't resist it anymore. Watching his departing figure, Qianqian silently prayed, "Husband, please come back soon! Please come back and save me! Otherwise, I really will..."

The flight back from H City would take more than two hours, and with travel time, she should have enough time to clean herself up. Qianqian silently calculated the time while urging Leon on. The two packed their luggage with incredible speed and embarked on their journey home. Leon, as always, calmly put on his sunglasses and started the Porsche. After warming up the car for a moment, he suddenly reached out and grabbed Qianqian's small hand, placing it on his crotch without a word.

"Let me touch you a little more. When your husband comes back, you'll have to wait a while before you can taste him again."...

Although her husband's plane was probably still on the ground, Qianqian cautiously had Leon park the car a short distance away at a small street corner before walking back herself. A night of passionate lovemaking had left them both deeply infatuated with each other's bodies. Upon parting, they inevitably engaged in a passionate and intense kiss, their tongues reluctantly separating only after the flames of passion had ignited.

Leaving that dreamlike beach and that equally fleeting and pleasurable ecstasy, Qianqian reluctantly returned to the agonizing reality. Of course, she didn't have time to dwell on it. She hurriedly returned home, tidied her luggage and clothes, and carefully hid the sex toys she'd bought at the adult store. Then she rushed into the bathroom, determined to wash away every trace of Leon's "incriminating evidence" before her husband returned. While washing, her mind kept replaying every action Leon had taken on her the previous night. She closed her eyes, washing herself, the warm water feeling like Leon's gentle hands caressing her. Every caress, every kiss, every deep thrust—every detail of Leon's lovemaking last night sent shivers down her spine. A slippery, sticky fluid kept flowing from her lower body, impossible to wash away. "

My body is getting more and more sensitive..."

Qianqian sighed inwardly. She was already sensitive enough, but lately it seemed like she'd taken some kind of drug, becoming increasingly sensitive and insatiable. She had experienced several intense orgasms last night, yet this morning Leon easily reignited her desire. If it weren't for her husband's call, she would already be bent over, her ass exposed to Leon's massive penis, experiencing ecstasy. Unfortunately, her husband's sudden return disrupted their ongoing erotic symphony; her aroused desires remained unfulfilled, leaving her feeling indescribably uncomfortable, both physically and emotionally. As the saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder, and Qianqian desperately wanted her husband back so they could be intimate again, to tame her wild heart and get their life back on track.

She turned off the shower and stepped out of the bathroom, checking the time; her husband's plane should be landing soon. Qianqian grabbed a bra. In the mirror, her beautiful body was smooth and delicate, like jade, with curves in all the right places. It seemed as if her body had undergone a second puberty; her curves appeared even more beautiful, and the D-cup bra felt increasingly tight.

No wonder they say sex is the best tonic for women. In the six months her husband was away, Qianqian hadn't gone hungry; on the contrary, she was more radiant and alluring than before. Her once slightly slender buttocks had become rounder and firmer under her husband's caresses and thrusts, and her proud breasts seemed to have grown even larger, while her waist and thighs remained slender without an ounce of fat.

Qianqian unhooked her tight bra and tossed it aside. Since going shopping with Xiaoxin without a bra last time, she had become increasingly reluctant to wear one. Her breasts were exceptionally firm and showed no signs of sagging, so she usually just used nipple covers or went braless. Now, she was wearing a bra and would have to take it off again when her husband came home anyway, so she might as well save herself the trouble. Thinking this, Qianqian had another little scheme in mind. She even threw aside the thong she had found and turned to rummage through the wardrobe…

“Wife! I’m home!”

The click of the key turning in the lock and Xiao He’s voice came in together. Qianqian suppressed her excitement to rush into her husband's arms, hiding silently in the bedroom, waiting to surprise him.

"Wife? Where is my wife hiding?"

Xiao He closed the door behind him, changed into slippers, threw his luggage in the living room, and peered around, searching as he made his way to the bedroom. Pushing open the half-closed bedroom door, Xiao He was immediately stunned.

"Husband~" His stunningly beautiful wife stood obediently by the bed, wearing a sexy black patent leather vest. Thin straps crisscrossed, securing the vest's opening, her full breasts almost spilling out from under the tight vest. Her dark hair cascaded down her shoulders, unable to conceal her alluring figure, but adding to her charm. She wore thin, transparent black stockings that outlined her straight, full thighs, but below the stockings was nothing, revealing a bare triangle of pubic hair. On her feet were a pair of black high-heeled leather boots. This outfit instantly transformed the pure and innocent young woman into a fiery and seductive temptress. Qianqian bit her lip, staring intently at Xiao He, her eyes burning with desire, her face flushed with the heat of passion.

"Husband~ I've been waiting for you for so long~" Her sweet, coquettish voice made Xiao He's whole body go weak, only his manhood standing erect in respect to his wife.

"Wife...you..."

Xiao He opened his mouth, unable to speak. They had only been apart for about a month, but the changes in his wife were already quite obvious. In the nearly six months since the New Year, he had been away on two business trips, and Qianqian had been living a vibrant life at home. He had been distracted by various pleasures and hadn't paid much attention to the changes in his wife. But now, looking at her closely, he found that she had become even more charming and beautiful. Her already graceful and alluring figure had become even more rounded and full, transforming from the slender and graceful young girl into the uniquely sexy and charming woman of a mature woman. Her fair skin was rosy and radiant, brimming with shy charm. Her eyes, brimming with tender affection, exuded a captivating springtime allure. Her mature femininity was alluring and captivating, utterly alluring.

"Husband~ Do you like me dressed like this?"

Qianqian's voice was even more seductive. Her face flushed, she gently bit her lower lip, her large, watery eyes brimming with desire, utterly alluring and charming. Qianqian gazed seductively at Xiao He, then leaned back weakly onto the bed, her legs spread wide in an M-shape, revealing her private parts to Xiao He. Her pink labia were already glistening with dew, completely wet, blatantly inviting his penis to invade. Her hands, through her corset, caressed her high, firm breasts with ecstasy.

At this moment, words were superfluous. Xiao He frantically tore at his clothes, impatiently throwing himself onto the bed and passionately kissing his wife's lips.

"Mmm...husband...husband, help me take off my clothes~" Qianqian returned the kiss passionately, throwing aside all the remaining restraint and shyness from her affair with Leon. Her husband was finally back, and she could finally reveal her most wanton side without reservation.

"Don't take them off, I want to fuck you like this, wearing stockings and high heels!"

Xiao He roughly rubbed Qianqian's full and alluring body, unbuckling his belt while eagerly reaching down to her crotch to test how wet she was.

The waves surged...

"It's already so wet~ Husband, hurry up and come in..."

Qianqian was already impatient, eagerly reaching out to help Xiao He take off his pants. In all these years together, this was the first time she'd shown such passion in bed, completely unlike someone who'd just been thoroughly ravaged by a man the night before. It was more like the role she was supposed to play—a lonely, long-awaited wife.

But when she reached into her husband's pants, she became even more anxious. His penis, though erect, was limp and listless, as if unprepared for the challenge before the beauty before him.

"Maybe he's a little tired from the journey..."

Xiao He noticed his wife's eagerness, a little embarrassed, kissing her while stimulating his penis, trying to regain his strength.

"It's okay, husband, if you're tired, I'll serve you~" Qianqian gently comforted him, turning him over to help him lie down on the bed. She knelt between his legs, looking at him with seductive eyes, slowly helping him remove his shirt and pants, kissing him lightly with her tongue as she did so. After undressing her husband, she slowly rose, smiling seductively as she reached for her chest and gently untied the belt of her corset. Her full breasts bounced out from under the small opening. She smiled and licked her lips, then slowly knelt between her husband's legs, taking his semi-erect penis into her mouth without hesitation.

"Ah..."

Xiao He, lying on the bed, couldn't help but let out a soft moan of pleasure. He looked down and saw the stunningly beautiful woman, dressed in a sexy lingerie set, kneeling obediently between his legs, tenderly sucking and licking his penis. Her warm, moist mouth and nimble, soft tongue gently enveloped and stimulated it. There was truly nothing more fulfilling in the world. But he didn't know that this exquisite feeling was no longer a personal bliss...

"Mmm...mmm..."

Qianqian, kneeling between her husband's legs, licked with relish, her mouth filled with his penis, constantly emitting muffled, wanton moans. Her body writhed seductively, stimulating her husband's senses of sight, hearing, and touch from all sides. Under her vigorous licking, his penis finally began to awaken.

"Husband, I want it..."

Her vagina was unbearably itchy; as she licked his penis, she felt the honey-like fluid inside her almost dripping down her thighs. Qianqian couldn't wait for her husband's penis to become harder, nor could she wait for him to press her down. She impatiently straddled him, her small hands groping for his penis, trying to insert it into her.

"Wife, a condom..."

"No... I want my husband to ejaculate inside me... my vagina is only for my husband to ejaculate..."

Qianqian said softly, her face flushed, as if she wanted to compensate her husband for yesterday's infidelity, to give him a higher status than her lover. But then she remembered that she had already cheated on him several times in her drunken stupor, her vagina already filled with other men's semen, and more than once! Thinking about it this way, the feelings in her heart were indescribable, a mixture of shame and irresistible excitement. Dizzy, she guided the penis to her wet, fleshy opening, moaning as she slowly sat down, her eyes half-closed.

"Wife...why are you so proactive today..."

"It's been so long since my husband touched me...ah..."

Qianqian lied shamefully. She had clearly been fucked to death by another man last night, yet she was as thirsty as if she hadn't touched a man in ages. The moment her honeyed opening was penetrated, it immediately gripped her husband's penis tightly, her body writhing wildly. The more she writhed, the stronger the fire of desire burned within her. The thrill of the affair lingered in her mind, refusing to dissipate. Compared to that thrill, the open and honest love between husband and wife seemed bland and insignificant, utterly insufficient to fill the enormous chasm of desire within her.

And...

and her husband's penis...her husband's penis wasn't as good as Leon's...

the shame was almost unbearable. While being penetrated by her husband, she couldn't stop thinking about other men's penises. In the same position, her husband's penis was nothing compared to Leon's. Perhaps her husband was truly exhausted from his journey; the thing inside her, after she had licked it hard, quickly became awkwardly limp again, like a "meat" penis. In comparison, the one Leon had inserted into her last night was practically a scorching "iron" rod, easily making her completely limp.

Ah…so embarrassing…but…I want to be fucked by Leon again…So naughty, I'm so lewd…but I just can't stop thinking about him…

Qianqian rode on top of her husband, writhing passionately, fantasizing about her lover's alluring penis and his valiant performance on her last night, and gradually she began to feel something. Just as she was writhing with ecstasy, Xiao He suddenly frowned and let out a low groan. Before Qianqian could react, she felt the penis inside her twitch a few times, then rapidly shrug back down.

"Huh? Husband...you...you came?"

"Mmm...wife, you're so tight...I...I couldn't hold back..."

Looking at his wife's pouting, anxious, and dissatisfied expression, Xiao He awkwardly explained.

"It's okay...husband is the best, wife is comfortable..."

Qianqian's disappointment was indescribable. She paused for two seconds, but still managed a sweet smile, gently kissing her husband's lips and softly comforting him. Stepping off her husband, a few drops of thin semen trickled from between her legs. Qianqian couldn't help but resent her husband's lack of stamina. Last night, Leon and she were still wearing a condom, but when he ejaculated, the powerful, hot jet still made Qianqian tremble all over. But today, with her husband naked inside her, she could barely feel anything. The long-awaited pleasure of semen washing over her honey pot and filling her uterus was dashed. Qianqian felt as disappointed as a little girl who hadn't received a gift.

(Qianqian was unaware that it wasn't that Xiao He and Leon were worlds apart, nor was it truly due to travel fatigue; rather, the thick, hot semen of her beloved husband had been generously poured into the vagina of another alluring woman during her passionate encounter with Leon the previous night…

"Wife, I'm sorry… I… I'm probably a little tired…"

"It's alright, husband, get some rest, we'll do it again tonight~" "Hmm... I'm going to take a shower. By the way, my older sister said Xiaoxin will finish his exams next week. She also said that ever since you started tutoring him, the kid has been incredibly motivated, so he's coming over next weekend after his exams to thank you properly."

Xiao He lay on the bed for a while, then got up, casually chatting with Qianqian while rummaging through the closet for pajamas. Hearing her nephew's name, Qianqian blushed again. Wasn't it her own beautiful body that motivated that bad guy to study so hard? Her husband was not only cheating on her, but he was probably also thanking her for helping Xiaoxin. Thinking about how she had so lewdly seduced her nephew back then, Qianqian felt utterly ashamed.

"Hey? Why is your face so red?"

"Ah...no...I just had sex with my husband...you should go take a shower..."

Qianqian shyly pushed Xiao He into the bathroom. Next weekend, that naughty younger brother who had made love with her in bed was coming over. How could she face that young boy and his big penis in front of her husband and older sister...

Ugh...thinking about his penis again...

The sound of water running in the bathroom filled the air. Qianqian sat naked on the bed, her hands frantically running through her messy hair, her mind as chaotic as her hair...

After her husband returned, the couple's life finally returned to somewhat normal. Xiao He seemed more attentive to his wife, personally driving her to and from get off work every day so she wouldn't have to come home alone anymore. He even unexpectedly bought her two concert tickets during the week, treating her to a taste of high art and a fine meal. Qianqian, on the other hand, seemed determined to settle down. She stopped going out with her friends or colleagues in the evenings and came home early every day to cook for her husband—oysters, shrimp, quail, whatever was considered nourishing and aphrodisiac. After that, she would naturally seduce him into bed that night. After his disappointing performance upon returning, Xiao He finally recovered under Qianqian's careful care, slowly regaining his vigor and becoming even more virile in bed. Reunited after a long separation, and each carrying a touch of guilt towards their partner, they gradually rediscovered the joy of a new marriage after a short separation. In bed, they seemed to have rediscovered the passion and sensuality they had when they first got together, tirelessly entwined and enjoying nightly revelry.

Qianqian couldn't shake the deep imprint left by the affair. Whenever she was intimate with her husband, she couldn't help but conjure up images of Leon's handsome face and strong body, constantly comparing her husband's sexual skills to Leon's, endlessly reminiscing about that night that had brought her such ecstasy. Even when her husband was inside her, she would occasionally secretly recall the wanton scenes Leon had described of being raped in front of her husband, ultimately reaching orgasm in these lewd fantasies. Sex with her husband always felt like something was missing; even when she reached orgasm, it never felt truly satisfying. However, aside from this slight dissatisfaction and disappointment, life seemed to be slowly returning to normal, just as she had hoped.

Although the unpleasant memories of her husband's betrayal would occasionally resurface, leaving her feeling choked up, the anger had gradually faded with time. Coupled with her own foolish and promiscuous behavior at that time, she preferred to bury that memory deep within herself. Leon, as promised, didn't disturb her peace. She had always thought that the absurd experiences of the past six months would truly fade away like a dream, forever hidden in her heart, until Friday...

"Honey, my sister-in-law said she's inviting us to dinner tonight. I think we should invite them over. It's Friday today, so you should leave work early and buy some groceries so we can cook ourselves. I'll pick them up after work." "

Okay, we have plenty of food at home. I'll just buy some fruits and vegetables at the supermarket downstairs when I get back."

Qianqian got out of the passenger seat and sweetly kissed Xiao He goodbye. The couple's romantic life secretly pleased her. Last night, after dinner, while she was washing dishes at the sink, her husband suddenly hugged her from behind, lifted her skirt, and teased her with touching and licking. Then, he made her bend over, holding onto the sink, and fucked her hard from behind. Although she almost broke the porcelain bowl in her hand, the wild feeling made her very enjoy it.

As the weather warmed, Qianqian had already changed into black stockings and a short skirt, eagerly showing off her slender, long legs. Entering the office, she greeted her colleagues with her usual sweet smile, only to suddenly notice a bouquet of flowers abruptly placed on her desk.

Since Xiaoli's mysterious disappearance, no flowers had appeared on Qianqian's desk. Could this be a surprise her husband had left for her without a word? Curious, she picked up the flowers. It was a bouquet of vibrant blue datura, a very alluring and beautiful flower, yet also extremely rare. She wondered who had gone to such lengths to send her such a bouquet.

Hidden within the bouquet was a small card. Opening it, she found no writing, only a datura petal and a small SD card attached.

Qianqian felt a little uneasy. Who would be playing such a prank? However, the boredom of work and her intense curiosity compelled her to investigate the mystery within the SD card. She cautiously glanced around, making sure her colleagues were all busy with their own tasks, before retreating to a corner of her desk. She pulled out her tablet and carefully inserted the SD card.

There was only one video file on the card. Qianqian hesitated for a moment, then cautiously plugged in her headphones and curiously opened the file.

A muffled, lewd moan immediately came from the headphones…

Qianqian's face flushed crimson. She nervously looked around, thankfully no one had noticed her. She secretly rejoiced that she had worn headphones; otherwise, with that sound coming from her desk, she wouldn't be able to stay there.

Although she was embarrassed and wanted to turn off the video, she couldn't help but want to take a closer look at the lewd scene. It seemed to be a video recorded on a mobile phone, the image rather blurry. The phone appeared to be held by a girl, the camera pointed directly at a naked man. The girl's two long, white, plump legs were draped over his shoulders as he vigorously thrust in and out. The image shook constantly with each deep thrust, accompanied by the girl's wanton moans.

Qianqian's face flushed. Looking at the footage shot from this angle, it was easy for her to put herself in the girl's shoes, as if watching a man holding her legs and having sex with her. Qianqian felt the girl's moans sounded familiar, but she couldn't remember where she'd heard them. She felt aroused by the lewd sounds and moved the tablet closer, wanting a clearer view. But what she saw made her blood freeze.

In the blurry image, the man's face looked more and more like her husband, Xiao He, and the time stamp in the corner of the video clearly showed it was the night before her husband returned home…

Her colleagues in the office watched strangely as Qianqian sat blankly at her desk, pale-faced, for the entire morning, skipping lunch. Seeing her expression, no one dared to approach her to ask what was wrong. Qianqian didn't know how to describe her feelings at that moment; it was extreme disappointment and anger towards her husband, and a strong sense of resentment. Women, like men, have a strong possessive desire; no matter how many affairs they have outside, they always hope their home life remains stable. Although Qianqian herself reveled in the thrill of infidelity, she absolutely could not tolerate or understand her husband's cheating. To her, her charm should have made her husband obedient and devoted to her, and his repeated infidelity was the greatest humiliation she could feel.

Qianqian felt like a fool. While her husband, with her forgiveness, was having an affair with another woman in another city without any remorse, she was still foolishly feeling guilty for losing her virginity to Leon. Now, someone had filmed her husband's shameful act and brazenly displayed it on her desk—this blatant provocation was unbearable for Qianqian. Looking back, Zizi was right: men don't care about loyalty, and women don't care about fidelity. If men can have affairs, women should enjoy themselves too. Life is short, so seize the day and have fun while you can. Who cares about chastity and virtue? Clinging to so-called bottom lines out of a sense of responsibility only leads to resentment and regret in the end. Extremely frustrated and with nowhere to vent, she hesitated for a moment, then picked up her phone and dialed a number.

"Hello..."

"Qianqian? What's wrong? I thought you were enjoying some alone time with your husband and had forgotten about me. What's wrong? Is your husband not satisfying you and you're missing me again?"

"I...I don't know who to talk to..."

"What's wrong? Why are you so down?"

Qianqian vaguely confided her worries about her husband's infidelity to Leon. For some reason, she felt a natural trust and dependence on this man whose background was unclear. Perhaps, deep down, she still secretly considered him the man who looked so much like her.

"Huh? Really? Your husband needs to cheat?"

"You men are all like that... Even the best at home isn't enough, you always have to mess around outside..."

"Hey... you've been separated for so long, men have physical needs too. There are so many temptations these days, don't worry too much..."

"This is unbearable! Since he treats me like this, I'll go find another man to get revenge on him!"

"Yes! Get revenge on him severely! There's a man right here, you can take your revenge on your husband on me. Don't hold back!"

"You..."

Qianqian was both amused and annoyed by Leon's roguish teasing. She pouted and retorted, "I'm not looking for you! You're a bad guy too. I'm going to find other men. Don't you like other men playing with me? I'm going to find someone else, not you!"

"Hehe, I don't like other men playing with you, I like playing with you with them..."

"I'm not talking to you anymore~ You're so irresponsible. I called you because I was upset and you're making fun of me like this..."

"Okay, okay... I'm sorry, I'm sorry... Little princess, don't be angry. I'll pick you up tonight and take you out for dinner and a movie to cheer you up?"

"I'm not going with you... You pervert, you're definitely up to no good again..."

Leon patiently coaxed and persuaded Qianqian for a long time, and Qianqian's mood gradually improved. She couldn't explain why she had called Leon. Maybe it was for no reason at all, she just wanted to hear his gentle and sweet words, and wanted that feeling of being cherished and pampered. Compared to her husband's hypocritical facade, having a man who pampered her like a princess was a great comfort.

Regardless of who sent the flowers, the fragile trust and sweet warmth that Qianqian and Xiao He had painstakingly rebuilt were shattered by this video. Her husband had been cheating on her with another woman before returning home, and now he was impotent. Just thinking about it filled Qianqian with rage. Although she was simultaneously receiving pleasure from her husband and moaning under Leon's crotch, Qianqian easily ignored her own problems and focused her anger on her husband.

However, after the initial fury, she became somewhat indifferent. If her husband's first infidelity brought her heartbreak, this second infidelity left Qianqian utterly disappointed. She didn't even plan to confront him again. Forgiving him last time only resulted in a second betrayal; what was the point of saying anything this time? If he wanted to play, let him play; they could each do their own thing. At this moment, just as she had told Leon, she only wanted to indulge herself to get revenge on her husband's actions.

When it was time to leave work, Qianqian numbly packed her things and left. When Xiao He called her, she gave him a cold and dismissive reply. Although she was seething inside, she had to endure it for the time being and put on a brave face in front of her older sister and Xiao Xin. She bought some groceries at the supermarket downstairs and went home, extremely annoyed, to start preparing. ...

The doorbell rang; it was Xiao He returning with her older sister and Xiao Xin.

"Wife!"

"Sister...Auntie..."

Xiao Xin was so excited to see Qianqian again that she almost blurted out "Sister!" but thankfully reacted quickly and turned away before her older sister and Xiao He noticed.

Qianqian smiled and greeted her older sister, but pretended not to hear her husband's greeting. Xiao He's expression seemed a little unnatural, but Qianqian didn't notice at all. She ushered the three into the house, and while her husband bent down to change his shoes, she subtly gave Xiao Xin a charming, sweet smile.

"I'm preparing dinner. Xiao He, you chat with them for a while; dinner will be ready soon."

"Qianqian is still so virtuous!"

the older sister praised with a smile. "Don't make too much."

"Oh, older sister, you can have some tea in the living room first. I'll be done soon."

"Xiao Xin, don't sit there, go help your aunt!"

This order was exactly what Xiao Xin wanted. Qianqian's wink when he entered had already made him ecstatic, and he practically skipped into the kitchen. A small bar and glass wine cabinet blocked the view between the living room and kitchen. Qianqian was standing behind the sink preparing vegetables, most of her body completely hidden. Xiao Xin was looking forward to taking advantage of this rare opportunity to be alone before dinner to flirt with this beautiful older sister.

"Sister, I'm here to help! You looked so beautiful in your apron last time..."

Xiao Xin whispered with a grin in Qianqian's ear. Under the cover of the sink, his hand boldly climbed onto Qianqian's shapely buttocks, kneading and playing with them wantonly.

This reminded Qianqian of that weekend at Xiao Xin's house, when she was naked in the kitchen making breakfast, wearing only an apron, which had aroused Xiao Xin to the point of nosebleeds. He had eagerly picked her up and pinned her to the table for his pleasure. Thinking of that wanton act, Qianqian felt both ashamed and excited. Her hands were washing vegetables, and she subconsciously twisted her buttocks, trying to escape Xiao Xin's lecherous clutches.

"Go away... you're just causing trouble instead of helping. How can you be so bold now? Your mother is sitting right there!"

"It's okay, Mom and Uncle are chatting, they won't see. Didn't I enjoy touching you, sister?"

Qianqian's face flushed again. The way she twisted her buttocks didn't seem like resistance; it was more like she was begging for pleasure. Looking up, she saw her husband still absentmindedly chatting with her older sister, seemingly preoccupied with something. He was unaware that she had caught him in his shameful act, sitting there chatting earnestly. Seeing his nonchalant attitude infuriated Qianqian; the more she looked, the more she saw his hypocrisy and sanctimonious nature. So, in a fit of pique, she acquiesced to Xiaoxin's advances from behind, letting him continue to fondle her round, beautiful buttocks.

"How did your college entrance exam go?"

"Of course it was fine! I had to work hard to get the reward you promised, sister!"

"Ugh, who promised you a reward?"

"Sister, you can't go back on your word! You said you'd give me another reward if I did well on the exam. I haven't forgotten the last one! Sister, your stockings are so smooth, they feel so good..."

Having enjoyed playing with her buttocks, Xiaoxin's hands had already slid restlessly down to Qianqian's thighs. Qianqian hadn't even bothered to change when she got home; she was still wearing her work uniform—a short skirt and black stockings.

"Hey! You little pervert! Stop touching me! My husband is sitting right there, or I'll tell on you!"

"Sister's butt is so perky, it feels so good to touch... Sister, will you come with me on my graduation trip?"

Seeing that Qianqian didn't stop him, Xiaoxin seemed encouraged. This charming older sister had played wildly with him last time, so Xiaoxin had no scruples and became bolder and bolder as he touched her. He went from secretly touching her with one hand to boldly rubbing her with both hands. One hand continued to enjoy the elastic flesh of her buttocks, while the other hand caressed the smooth stockings on her thighs, sliding down to the inside of her thighs, and still not satisfied, sliding upwards inch by inch.

"You... the more I talk, the more excited you get, right... So naughty at such a young age, so fond of stockings, what will you be like when you grow up..."

Qianqian felt a little itchy from being touched. Xiaoxin kept touching her beautiful legs and perky buttocks, while her mind kept recalling Xiaoxin's big penis. That was even bigger than Leon's, the largest weapon she had ever seen! How could it not stir her heart?

"Sister, I missed you so much after my exams! I just wanted to do it with you again every day!" "Hmm...you...you always know how to say nice things..."

Under Xiao Xin's relentless advances, Qianqian was already slightly panting. The sound of the water washing the vegetables masked her disordered breathing and the involuntary soft moans in her voice.

"Sister, you're so alluring! Every time I see you, I get so hard..."

The eldest sister and Xiao He, sitting in the living room, couldn't believe that Xiao Xin and Qianqian dared to flirt so boldly right under their noses. Taking advantage of the sink, Xiao Xin's hand brazenly slid down her fair thigh and into Qianqian's short skirt.

Xiao Xin froze...

His hand touched a damp patch of flesh.

"Sister, you..."

"Do you like it? This is your reward..."

Qianqian turned around seductively to look at the dumbfounded Xiaoxin, her face filled with a provocative and alluring expression and a triumphant smile. While glaring at her husband sitting in front of her, she gently wiggled her hips, cooperating with Xiaoxin's finger play.

"Sister, you're so wet..."

"Ugh... It's all because you touched me..."

Xiaoxin was so stimulated by Qianqian's boldness that he lost himself in excitement. His fingers stirred vigorously inside Qianqian's tender hole, making her bite her lip and moan softly. He pressed his whole body against Qianqian's back, his hard penis rubbing back and forth against her buttocks. He wished he could tear off Qianqian's short skirt in front of his uncle and mother and thrust into that tender, dripping honey hole from behind.

"Stop touching me...it hurts so much...I can't take it anymore..."

"I'm so uncomfortable too, sister, I really want to insert it..."

"Um...Xiao Xin, go, take the fruit to your mother..."

Qianqian suddenly suppressed the pleasure coming from her lower body and deliberately ordered Xiao Xin to do the work loudly. This successfully attracted the attention of her older sister and Xiao He. Xiao Xin was enjoying touching himself, but was suddenly interrupted by Qianqian's mischievous trick. Helpless, he could only reluctantly pull his fingers out of her wet little hole with a resentful expression.

"Hey~ you...you wash your hands before you carry it..."

"It's okay, my hands didn't touch anywhere, they're not dirty."

Her fingers, which were pulled out from under her skirt, were covered with the slippery juice from her own vagina. If she carried the plate over like this, her husband and older sister might end up eating her own vaginal fluid. Qianqian was both ashamed and embarrassed, and quickly tried to stop Xiao Xin. But Xiao Xin deliberately sniffed his finger under his nose, winked mischievously at Qianqian, and ran away.

"Mom, here, Auntie prepared some fruit."

"Hey, thank you, Qianqian! I really have to thank you. Xiao Xin didn't fall behind in his studies at all during the two weeks I was away. I was worried he'd be too playful, but I didn't expect you to tutor him so well."

The older sister praised Qianqian with a smile. She and Xiao He each used toothpicks to pick up a piece of melon and put it in their mouths, making Qianqian nervous, afraid they might actually taste something else.

"Yes! Auntie tutored me so well!"

Xiao Xin suppressed a laugh, winking at Qianqian, and continued the older sister's words with a wicked grin.

"That...that's all I should do..."

Thinking about how she had tutored her nephew and ended up in bed with him, taking his virginity, Qianqian felt utterly absurd and extremely ashamed. The words she uttered immediately felt awkward.

"Yes, yes, it's only right for an aunt to tutor her nephew..."

Xiao Xin couldn't hold back his smile any longer. He quickly turned his back to Xiao He and his older sister in the living room and laughed so hard he almost fell over.

"Come back to our hometown with me this weekend. Your grandparents are really worried about you. You've finished your exams, so it's a good opportunity to go back and share the good news with them. Xiao He, you should come along too. You've been traveling a lot these past six months, so it's good to go back home."

"Huh? I'm not going back! I already told you my classmates were going on a graduation trip, why are you making me go back to my hometown?!"

"You kids have gotten so carried away after your exams. Your trips always involve going into the mountains and camping. How can we let you guys run wild like that? Who will be responsible if something goes wrong?"

"Didn't I tell you a teacher would be taking us?"

"A female teacher, and so young, how can she keep an eye on you wild boys? Especially you, I'm worried about you!"

"You... I'm so old, I don't need anyone to look after me! If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have told you..."

Xiao Xin muttered dejectedly. Xiao He didn't want to leave his wife to go back to his hometown at this time, so seeing this, he quickly acted as a peacemaker between the two.

"Don't rush, don't rush, Xiaoxin. Your mother is just thinking about your safety. Big sister, Xiaoxin is a boy, so it's inevitable he'll be a bit playful. But kids can't be spoiled all the time; they need to see the world. He finally finished his exams, so it's no big deal for him to relax a little. Just let him go... There's no rush to go back to our hometown; it doesn't matter which weekend he goes back after his exams."

"Exactly! See how right Uncle is!"

"Right? What do you mean? You're just trying to get on his good side... It's not that I don't want him to relax, it's just that he forgets everything once he's out playing. I'm just worried about his safety..."

While the three were arguing back and forth, Qianqian suddenly stood behind them, smiling brightly, and said something that made all three of them freeze in surprise—"Then why don't I go with him...?"

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