widowed female teacher and godfather

The television was broadcasting the news program that started at 6 PM on Saturday, about a crime committed by a religious group, but it wasn't exactly big news.

Sitting in his dining chair watching TV, Yilang's gaze shifted to Fangmei.

Fangmei was washing the dishes for their dinner at the counter.

Watching her back, Yilang thought: Fangmei will be ten years old next year; he can't let her continue like this forever, and…

Yilang himself felt uneasy about letting Fangmei live with them.

A few years ago, Yilang lived with his son and daughter-in-law; his wife had died of cancer five years prior. Thinking about his old age, the young couple had suggested living together.

But soon after, their son died in a diving accident at the age of twelve.

Their son was in high school, and Fangmei was an elementary school teacher; they didn't have children.

Fangmei became a widow at twenty-seven, so not having children was a blessing in disguise.

Yilang wanted to give Fangmei her freedom, telling her she could transfer her household registration back to her parents' home or live alone.

Fangmei's answer was that they should wait until at least the anniversary of the death of their son, but they couldn't live in the same house. After the 49th day memorial service for their son, Fangmei left Yilang's house and rented an apartment near a primary school two stops away.

From then on, Fangmei went to Yilang's house every Sunday to clean and cook, and they would eat together before she went home. This had been the case since they started living together; she was a rare and good daughter-in-law.

Last spring, Yilang retired from the city government and became the director of the welfare facilities at the city government.

After the anniversary of their son's death, Yilang brought up the matter of changing their household registration again.

"If it's time to change the household registration, I will bring it up. Until then, let's keep things as they are, otherwise my father and I will become outsiders, and it will be inconvenient for us to come here anymore."

Fangmei didn't agree and continued to come to Yilang's

house every Sunday. At this time, Yilang felt pained by Fangmei's visits. Because at sixty-six years old, Yilang was still very energetic, and Fangmei was a very charming woman.

Unconsciously, Yilang no longer regarded Fangmei as his daughter-in-law, but as a woman. In his fantasies, he began to have impure thoughts about her.

Yilang was confused by this situation, but this confusion and delusion grew stronger.

Now, Yilang looked at Fangmei's back with burning eyes.

Fangmei wore a gray sweater, a black skirt, an apron around her waist, and her long, black hair cascaded over her shoulders, revealing her slender legs beneath her round buttocks.

Lifting her skirt and inserting his penis into her vagina from behind, Fangmei would sob and dance with her long hair, responding wildly.

Having this delusion again, feeling his penis begin to swell, Yilang hurriedly turned to watch TV.

"Dad, let's take a bath, I'll wash your back," Fangmei said, turning around.

"Okay,"

Yilang stood up and went to the bathroom. This hadn't happened before they lived together; since moving out, it had become a habit for Fangmei to bathe Yilang while he bathed.

After soaking in the bathtub and washing his body, he heard Fangmei say, "Dad, can I wash myself?"

"Yes, thank you."

As before, after taking off her pantyhose outside the bathroom, Fangmei entered.

“I’m so sorry to trouble you every time.”

“Dad, you’re being too polite.”

Fangmei said with a smile, then squatted down behind Yilang and began washing his back.

“It’s not that I’m being polite, I just feel bad for you… Don’t you have a reliable man yet?”

“This… Does Dad hate it when I come here?”

“How could that be? Someone like you will soon have men pursuing you. I’m worried that you’ll reject others for my sake and waste your youth.”

“Please don’t say that. I’ve said it many times, I’m willing to take care of Dad like this.”

“Thank you, I just couldn’t help but rely on you after hearing you say that…”

“Dad is being too polite again.”

Yilang smiled bitterly, then hesitated for a moment and said, “However, I’m gradually feeling pain from your coming here.”

“Pain? What do you mean?”

Fangmei’s hand on Yilang’s back stopped moving.

“This… I don’t know how to say it…”

“Please say it.”

Fangmei leaned forward to look at Yilang’s face.

Yilang felt nervous because Fangmei's knees were on the ground, her short skirt lifted, and in the mirror in front of him, he could see not only her snow-white thighs but also her pink panties.

Yilang couldn't help but swallow, his previously limp penis instantly becoming engorged, as if possessed by the demon of desire. He could no longer control himself.

He grabbed Fangmei's hand and pulled it towards his crotch.

Fangmei was too surprised and at a loss, but she did not resist.

Yilang took advantage of the situation and slipped one hand deep into her short skirt.

"Daddy! Don't do this, you can't!"

Fangmei desperately tried to pull her hand away from his penis.

"I said I felt pain because you are too attractive. I am a man too, so I feel pain deeply."

Yilang said as he pressed Fangmei's hand onto his penis, while his fingers slipped inside her panties.

"No! You can't do this!"

Fangmei resisted, but the sensation of his fingers touching her private parts aroused Yilang.

With a soft squeak, he inserted his fingers into her vagina.

"Ah ah!"

A soft moan echoed in the bathroom. At the same time, Fangmei stopped protesting.

Fangmei's body pressed against Yilang's back, and both of them began to breathe rapidly. Her moist vagina gripped Yilang's fingers, as if drawing them in with a suction force.

This sensation further excited Yilang, igniting his lust. His fingers thrust and twisted inside her vagina.

"Ah! No...ah...no...ah..."

With the movement of his fingers, Fangmei twisted her hips, letting out rapid moans.

"Fangmei..."

Yilang cried out in surprise, because Fangmei's hand grasped his penis, rubbing it up and down.

Yilang stood up and turned to Fangmei. Fangmei, kneeling on the tiled floor, wore an excited expression. Fangmei

stared at his large, erect penis, which was at a 45-degree angle.

When Yilang picked Fangmei up, intending to remove her sweater, Fangmei pushed his hand away, saying in a hoarse voice, "Not here."

2.

Yilang sat cross-legged on the quilt in the bedroom.

His heart had been pounding ever since he left the bathroom. Fangmei had just said in the bathroom, "Wait for me in the bedroom."

Yilang, who had acted impulsively towards Fangmei, hadn't expected this to happen and felt as if he were in a dream.

Fangmei's husband had been dead for two years, and being alone in her empty room, her unfulfilled desires had probably reached their limit.

From this perspective, Fangmei's words in the bathroom weren't hard to understand.

Yilang looked at his pajama bottoms; his engorged penis, though not fully erect, was already about one and a half times its normal size, both in length and girth.

Yilang rarely slept with women. After his wife passed away, he only had a one-time sexual encounter with a waiter at his usual bar two years ago. Apart from that, he only masturbated a few times a year.

In this respect, he seemed similar to Fangmei.

Yilang looked up because he heard movement outside the bedroom. Yilang changed to a kneeling position.

"Dad, turn off the light," Fangmei said from outside the room, her voice a little hoarse.

"Oh, I..."

Yilang was also nervous. Originally, only the bedside lamp was on. After the light was turned off, the room was even darker, but the situation inside was still visible.

The paper door was gently pulled open, and Fangmei walked in. She was only wearing a large bath towel and stood there with her head down.

Yilang stood up and walked to Fangmei's side. Even though he was over fifty, his heart was still pounding so hard it felt like it would jump out of his chest.

"Will you look down on me?"

Yilang asked excitedly, but Fangmei still shook her head with her head down.

“It’s understandable that you look down on me. You’re just too charming… I couldn’t control myself when I saw your bikini bottoms…”

Yilang led Fangmei to the bed and made her lie on her back.

Fangmei didn’t speak, turning her nervous face to the side. As Yilang, sitting beside her, took off his bath towel as if opening a treasure, Fangmei immediately crossed her arms over her chest.

Seeing the naked body lying in front of him, Yilang couldn’t help but gasp. Fangmei was only wearing a bikini bottom.

“So beautiful…”

Yilang’s voice was hoarse.

The white naked body formed beautiful curves, and Yilang excitedly took off his robe.

When he gently pulled Fangmei’s hands away from her chest, Fangmei covered her face with her hands.

Yilang gasped again; her exposed breasts still maintained their beautiful shape even when she was lying on her back.

Fangmei’s breathing became rapid, and her chest rose and fell. Yilang’s face was pressed against her breasts, and his body pressed down. Yilang’s

hands kneaded her breasts, while he took turns sucking on both breasts with his mouth.

"Ah...ah ah...ah..."

Fangmei covered her face with her hands, letting out unbearable moans, twisting as Yilang's penis touched her lower body.

Her nipples were already swollen and hard.

Yilang seemed to want to taste mature flesh, caressing her incessantly with his hands and mouth, slowly moving downwards, his hands touching her panties.

Yilang seemed reluctant to take them off, slowly pulling them down. Fangmei covered her lower abdomen with her hands, while simultaneously squeezing her legs together and twisting her buttocks.

"Ah...like that...no..."

Fangmei cried out in alarm, as Yilang lifted Fangmei's legs and sucked on her toes.

Fangmei let out sexy moans in alarm.

Yilang spread Fangmei's legs apart, licking from her heels to her thighs.

"Fangmei, let me take a closer look."

Yilang's body entered between her legs, reaching out to lift the lamp.

"No!"

Fangmei cried out shyly, covering her face with her hands again, but showing no further resistance.

Yilang placed the lamp beside Fangmei's waist and turned it on.

Yilang looked at the exposed genitals under the light, so excited that he couldn't breathe without opening his mouth.

Fangmei's pubic hair was thick, forming a fan shape. There were also curly hairs around the vulva.

The color and shape of her labia were very beautiful.

Yilang gently pulled apart her labia with both hands.

"Ah!"

Fangmei gasped and twisted her buttocks.

The vulva split open, revealing a moist, reddish-white mucous membrane.

"Ugh...no..."

Fangmei let out a soft moan that excited Yilang. Her hands still covered her face, and she couldn't wait to twist her buttocks.

Yilang was also so excited that he felt dizzy. He quickly pressed his mouth to the vulva and used his tongue to find and rub the clitoris.

Fangmei immediately let out a sobbing moan. She could no longer put her hands on her face. She gripped the sheets tightly with her hands or twisted her body while covering her mouth with her hands.

After a while, Fangmei's sobs became more urgent, and her breathing became more rapid.

"Ah...I can't take it...I'm going to..."

Fangmei found it difficult to breathe. Yilang continued to suck on her clitoris.

"Ah! It's over!"

Fangmei trembled, her body arching back suddenly.

"It's over! It's over... ah..."

She let out a wanton sob, her hips twitching incessantly.

After Fangmei reached orgasm, Yilang began to worry, because his previously engorged penis, for some reason, had slumped limply.

3

Yilang stroked Fangmei's clitoris with his fingers.

"Ah! Don't do that! That won't do..." Fangmei said, twisting her hips.

Yilang continued to rub her clitoris.

"Ah... no... I'll come again... no..."

Fangmei's body trembled, quickly reaching another orgasm.

Yilang felt extremely excited at this sight, but his drooping penis remained limp.

This shouldn't be... perhaps he was too excited, his blood rushing to his head.

So he straddled Fangmei's face, adopting a 69 position.

Fangmei didn't resist, taking his shrunken penis into her mouth, sucking and rubbing it with the tip of her tongue.

Yilang also licked Fangmei's vulva with his tongue. Then, Fangmei released his penis from her mouth.

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

she seemed to be wriggling her buttocks urgently.

When Yilang looked into Fangmei's slit, Fangmei was sucking on her clitoris again.

Yilang, who had imagined this scene countless times in his fantasies, now felt as if he were in a dream.

But his clitoris showed no signs of engorgement, and even the sensation felt numb.

More anxious, Yilang got up and sat between Fangmei's legs, rubbing his shrunken penis against her slit.

"Ah..."

Fangmei made a grotesque face, wriggling her buttocks as if urging him to insert it.

Yilang's hope of getting an erection was dashed again.

At this moment, in his impatience, Yilang suddenly had an idea, a scene that often appeared in his fantasies.

With a sense of hope, he took Fangmei's hand and guided it to her slit.

"Fangmei, I'm sorry, I'm really sad right now, I don't know what to do. You masturbate when you're lonely, right? Could you do that for me?" Yilang said, pressing Fangmei's index finger on her clitoris.

"This..."

Fangmei shook her head, trying to pull her hand back.

"That's too much! Let go of my hand."

Yilang grabbed Fangmei's hand tightly, saying in a panic, "I'm sorry, it's not your fault. It's because you're so charming that I got so excited that all the blood rushed to my head, and that's why I'm like this. Please, let me save face as a man."

"But..." He

could tell from Fangmei's fingers that she wouldn't refuse anymore.

"Then let's turn off the light."

"Fangmei!"

Yilang looked at Fangmei excitedly, knowing that his expression had changed.

“Hmm, okay.”

Yilang turned off the light and curled up at Fangmei’s feet.

“Doing such embarrassing things in front of others…”

Fangmei murmured, spreading her legs and reaching her right hand down to her lower abdomen.

She stared at her vulva with eyes that had quickly grown accustomed to the darkness. Yilang knew that Fangmei herself was also aroused.

Fangmei’s right index finger slid down her vulva, found her clitoris, and began to caress it in circles.

“Ah! Ah…”

she moaned, wriggling her hips as if in unbearable discomfort, her left hand rubbing her breasts.

So this was how she always comforted her fully mature body.

Yilang thought of this, and because of the darkness of the room, he felt a sense of voyeurism and an excitement unlike his usual one. He was also particularly excited because it was the first time he had seen a woman masturbate.

At this moment, Fangmei raised her knees, and her hands, which had been caressing her breasts, also reached down to her crotch, her right finger caressing her clitoris, her left middle finger rubbing her vulva.

"Ah...okay...already..."

Fangmei groaned, inserting her left middle finger into her vagina, continuing to caress her clitoris while thrusting her finger in and out.

So that's how it's done.

At this moment, Yilang's penis finally began to swell with blood.

"Mmm...so good...ah...I can't take it..."

Xiang Mengyi said, twisting her mature naked body.

"Fangmei, you're satisfied with your finger, aren't you? Do you want a man's thing?"

As Yilang spoke, Fangmei nodded excitedly.

"Want me to put it in?"

"Mmm...put it in...hurry up..."

Seeing Fangmei wiggling her hips in urgency, Yilang really wanted to insert it immediately. Now, he could finally put his age to good use.

"Want me to put my thing in? Ah...don't rush me."

Yilang pulled Fangmei's hands away and rubbed his penis against her vulva.

“I won’t put this thing in until Fangmei tells me, hurry up and tell me.”

“Ah…no…hurry up and put Daddy’s in…”

“It’s not okay to say it like that. You know, you have to say the names of the man’s and woman’s, otherwise it won’t work.”

When Yilang rubbed the head of his penis against Fangmei’s clitoris or vaginal opening, Fangmei couldn’t help but twist her buttocks and said, “Ah…hurry up and put Daddy’s penis into my vagina…”

Fangmei finally said what Yilang asked for. Hearing Fangmei’s words, Yilang became even more excited and immediately inserted his penis.

“Ah…uh…”

Perhaps finally satisfied, Fangmei tilted her head back and let out a moan like she was reaching orgasm when the penis, which was thick and long enough to be inserted, was inserted even though her erection was slightly weak.

“Ah…Fangmei’s vagina is a masterpiece, it grips my penis tightly and draws it in…”

Yilang pressed down on Fangmei’s body and enjoyed the pleasure.

“Ah…Daddy…”

Fangmei moaned and twisted her buttocks, as if urging him to thrust.

Yilang began to thrust slowly. Fangmei sobbed.

At that moment, Yilang picked Fangmei up, then lay on his back in a riding position, woman on top.

Yilang slightly raised his buttocks, and Fangmei bent her upper body, placing her hands on Yilang's chest, her buttocks beginning to sway up and down.

"See?"

Yilang asked, watching his penis move in and out of her vagina. Fangmei also looked down.

"Ah... I'm so ashamed,"

Fangmei said, sitting up straight. Yilang reached out and caressed her breasts. Fangmei grabbed Yilang's arms, twisting her buttocks wildly.

"Ah! So good... so good..."

"Where does it feel good?

" "My vagina! My vagina feels so good.

" "Does Fangmei like sex?"

"Yes! Ah... I want it even better!"

Fangmei's buttocks swayed rhythmically, the glans rubbing against her cervix, seemingly bringing her immense pleasure.

"Fangmei, will you come here again before you remarry?"

Fangmei nodded, twisting her buttocks.

Although Yilang asked this question, he himself wasn't sure if he could remain calm once Fangmei actually had a man.

The television was broadcasting a news program that started at 6 PM on Saturday, about a religious group's crime, but it wasn't exactly big news.

Sitting in his dining room watching TV, Yilang's gaze shifted to Fangmei.

Fangmei was washing the dishes for their dinner at the counter.

Watching her back, Yilang thought: Fangmei will be ten years old next year; I can't let her continue like this forever, and…

Yilang himself felt uneasy about letting Fangmei come to live with us.

A few years ago, Yilang lived with his son and daughter-in-law. His wife had died of cancer five years ago. Thinking about his old age, the young couple had suggested living together.

But soon after, their son died in an accident while diving, at the age of twelve.

Their son was in high school, and Fangmei was an elementary school teacher; they didn't have children yet.

Fangmei became a widow at twenty-seven, so not having children was a blessing in disguise.

Yilang wanted to give Fangmei her freedom, telling her she could transfer her household registration back to her parents' home or live alone.

Fangmei's answer was that they should wait until at least the anniversary of the death of their son, but they couldn't live in the same house. After the 49th day memorial service for their son, Fangmei left Yilang's house and rented an apartment near a primary school two stops away.

From then on, Fangmei went to Yilang's house every Sunday to clean and cook, and they would eat together before she went home. This had been the case since they started living together; she was a rare and good daughter-in-law.

Last spring, Yilang retired from the city government and became the director of the welfare facilities at the city government.

After the anniversary of their son's death, Yilang brought up the matter of changing their household registration again.

"If it's time to change the household registration, I will bring it up. Until then, let's keep things as they are, otherwise my father and I will become outsiders, and it will be inconvenient for us to come here anymore."

Fangmei didn't agree and continued to come to Yilang's

house every Sunday. At this time, Yilang felt pained by Fangmei's visits. Because at sixty-six years old, Yilang was still very energetic, and Fangmei was a very charming woman.

Unconsciously, Yilang no longer regarded Fangmei as his daughter-in-law, but as a woman. In his fantasies, he began to have impure thoughts about her.

Yilang was confused by this situation, but this confusion and delusion grew stronger.

Now, Yilang stared at Fangmei's back with burning eyes. Fangmei

wore a gray sweater, a black skirt, an apron around her waist, and her long, jet-black hair cascaded over her shoulders, revealing her slender legs beneath her rounded buttocks.

He imagined lifting her skirt and inserting his penis into her vagina from behind, and Fangmei would sob, her long hair swaying wildly in response.

This delusion returned, and he felt his penis begin to swell. Yilang quickly turned to watch TV.

"Daddy, let's take a bath. I'll wash your back," Fangmei said, turning around.

"Okay."

Yilang got up and went to the bathroom. This hadn't happened before they lived together; since moving out, Fangmei had made it a habit for her to bathe him.

After soaking in the bathtub, as he came out to wash himself, he heard Fangmei say, "Dad, may I wash you?"

"Yes, thank you."

As usual, after taking off his pantyhose outside the bathroom, Fangmei entered.

"Thank you for your help every time."

"Dad, that's too kind of you,"

Fangmei said with a smile, then knelt behind Yilang and began washing his back.

“It’s not that I’m being polite, I just feel bad for you… Don’t you have a reliable man yet?”

“This… Does Dad hate me coming here?”

“How could that be? Someone like you will soon have men pursuing you. I’m worried that you’ll reject others for my sake and waste your youth.”

“Please don’t say that. I’ve said it many times, I’m willing to take care of Dad like this.”

“Thank you, I couldn’t help but rely on you after hearing you say that…”

“Dad is being too polite again.”

Yilang smiled bitterly, hesitated for a moment, and said, “However, I’m gradually feeling pain because of your coming here.”

“Pain? What do you mean?”

Fangmei’s hand on Yilang’s back stopped moving.

“This… I don’t know how to say it…”

“Please say it.”

Fangmei leaned out to look at Yilang’s face. Yilang

felt nervous because as she leaned out, Fangmei’s knees were on the ground, her short skirt was lifted, and in the mirror in front of Yilang, he could see not only her snow-white thighs but also her pink thong.

Yilang swallowed hard. His previously limp penis instantly became engorged with blood, as if possessed by the demon of desire. Yilang could no longer control himself.

He grabbed Fangmei's hand and pulled it towards his crotch.

Fangmei was too surprised and at a loss, but she did not resist.

Yilang took advantage of the situation and slipped one hand deep into her short skirt.

"Daddy! Don't do this, you can't!"

Fangmei desperately tried to pull her hand away from his penis.

"I said I felt pain because you are too attractive. I am a man too, so I feel pain deeply."

Yilang said as he pressed Fangmei's hand onto his penis, while his fingers slipped inside her pants.

"No! You can't do this!"

Fangmei resisted, but the sensation of his fingers touching her private parts aroused Yilang.

With a soft squeak, he inserted his fingers into her vaginal opening.

"Ah ah!"

A soft moan echoed in the bathroom. At the same time, Fangmei stopped protesting.

Fangmei's body pressed against Yilang's back, their breathing quickening. Her moist, fleshy opening gripped Yilang's fingers, as if drawing them in with a suction force.

This sensation further excited Yilang, igniting his lust. His fingers thrust and twisted inside her.

"Ah! No...ah...no...ah..."

With each movement of his fingers, Fangmei writhed, letting out rapid moans.

"Fangmei..."

Yilang cried out in surprise, as Fangmei's hand grasped his penis, rubbing it up and down.

Yilang stood up and turned to Fangmei. Kneeling on the tiled floor, Fangmei wore an excited expression.

She stared at his large, erect penis, which was at a 45-degree angle.

As Yilang picked Fangmei up, intending to remove her sweater, she pushed his hand away, saying in a hoarse voice, "Not here."

2.

Yilang sat cross-legged on the quilt in the bedroom.

His heart had been pounding ever since he left the bathroom. Fangmei had just said in the bathroom, "Wait for me in the bedroom."

Yilang, who had acted impulsively towards Fangmei, hadn't expected this to happen, and felt as if he were in a dream.

Fangmei's husband had been dead for two years, and being alone in her empty room, her unfulfilled desires had probably reached their limit.

From this perspective, Fangmei's words in the bathroom weren't hard to understand.

Yilang looked at his pajama bottoms; his engorged penis, though not fully erect, was larger than standard size in both length and girth, already about one and a half times its normal size.

Yilang rarely had sex; after his wife's death, he only had one sexual encounter two years ago with a waiter at his usual bar; otherwise, he only masturbated a few times a year.

In this respect, he seemed similar to Fangmei.

Yilang looked up, hearing movement outside the bedroom. He knelt down.

"Dad, turn off the light," Fangmei said from outside, her voice a little hoarse.

"Oh, I…"

Yilang was also nervous. Originally, only the bedside lamp was on; after it was turned off, the room was even darker, but the situation inside was still visible.

The paper door was gently pulled open, and Fangmei walked in. She was only wearing a large bath towel, standing there with her head down.

Yilang stood up and walked to Fangmei's side. Even though he was over fifty, his heart was pounding so hard it felt like it would jump out of his chest.

"Will you look down on me?"

Yilang asked excitedly, but Fangmei still shook her head with her head down.

"It's understandable that you look down on me. You're just too charming... I couldn't control myself when I saw your bikini bottoms..."

Yilang led Fangmei to the bed and made her lie on her back .

Fangmei didn't speak, turning her nervous face to the side. Sitting beside him, Yilang took off the bath towel as if opening a treasure, and Fangmei immediately crossed her arms over her chest.

Seeing the naked body lying in front of him, Yilang couldn't help but gasp. Fangmei was only wearing a bikini bottom.

"So beautiful..."

Yilang's voice was hoarse.

The white naked body formed beautiful curves, and Yilang excitedly took off his robe.

As Yilang gently pulled Fangmei's hands away from her chest, Fangmei covered her face with them.

Yilang took another deep breath; her exposed breasts, even while lying on her back, maintained their beautiful shape.

Fangmei's breathing became rapid, her chest heaving. Yilang pressed his face against her breasts, his body sinking down.

Yilang kneaded her breasts with both hands, while simultaneously sucking on both breasts alternately with his mouth.

"Ah...ah ah...ah..."

Fangmei covered her face with her hands, letting out a moan of unbearable pleasure, twisting as Yilang's penis touched her lower body.

Her nipples were already swollen and hard.

Yilang seemed to want to savor the mature flesh, caressing her incessantly with his hands and mouth, slowly moving downwards, his hands touching her panties.

Yilang seemed reluctant to take them off, slowly pulling down her panties. Fangmei covered her lower abdomen with her hands, while simultaneously squeezing her legs together and twisting her buttocks.

"Ah...like that...no..."

Fangmei cried out in alarm, as Yilang lifted Fangmei's legs and sucked on her toes.

Fangmei let out a sexy moan in her panic.

Yilang parted Fangmei's legs and licked from her heels to her thighs.

"Fangmei, let me take a closer look."

Yilang's body moved between her legs, and he reached out to pull the lamp closer.

"No!"

Fangmei said shyly, covering her face with her hands again, but showing no further resistance.

Yilang placed the lamp beside Fangmei's waist and turned it on. Yilang

looked at her exposed genitals under the light, and because of extreme excitement, she couldn't breathe without opening her mouth.

Fangmei's pubic hair was thick, forming a fan shape. There were also curly hairs around the vulva.

The color and shape of her labia were very beautiful.

Yilang gently pulled apart her labia with both hands.

"Ah!"

Fangmei gasped and twisted her buttocks.

The vulva split open, revealing a moist, reddish-white mucous membrane.

"Ugh...no..."

Fangmei let out a soft moan that excited Yilang. Her hands were still covering her face, and she couldn't wait to twist her buttocks. Yilang was

also so excited that he felt dizzy, and he quickly pressed his mouth to the vulva, using his tongue to find and rub her clitoris.

Fangmei immediately let out a sobbing moan, probably unable to cover her face with her hands, gripping the sheets tightly, or twisting her body while covering her mouth with her hands.

Not long after, Fangmei's sobs became more urgent, and her breathing became more rapid.

"Ah... I can't... I'm going to..."

Fangmei found it difficult to breathe. Yilang continued to suck on her clitoris.

"Ah! I'm going to!"

Fangmei trembled and her body suddenly arched back.

"I'm going to... I'm going to... Ah..."

Fangmei made lewd sobs and kept twisting her buttocks.

After bringing Fangmei to orgasm, Yilang began to worry because his penis, which had been engorged, had inexplicably become limp and droopy.

3

Yilang stroked Fangmei's clitoris with his fingers.

"Ah! Don't do that! That won't do..." Fangmei said, twisting her buttocks.

Yilang continued to rub her clitoris.

"Ah... no... I'll come again... no..."

Fangmei's body trembled, and she quickly reached another orgasm.

Seeing this, Yilang felt extremely excited, but his droopy penis was still limp.

This shouldn't be... Maybe he was too excited, and all the blood rushed to his head.

So he straddled Fangmei's face and adopted the 69 position.

Fangmei didn't refuse, taking the shrunken phallus into her mouth, sucking and rubbing it with her tongue.

Yilang also licked Fangmei's vulva with his tongue. Then, Fangmei spat out the phallus.

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

she seemed to be twisting her hips urgently.

When Yilang looked at Fangmei's vulva, Fangmei swallowed the phallus back into her mouth and sucked on it.

Yilang, who had imagined this scene countless times in his fantasies, now felt as if he were in a dream.

But his phallus showed no signs of engorgement, even the sensation felt numb.

Even more anxious, Yilang got up and sat between Fangmei's legs, rubbing his shrunken penis against her vulva.

"Ah..."

Fangmei showed a hysterical expression, twisting her hips as if urging him to penetrate.

Yilang's hope of achieving an erection was dashed again.

At this moment, in his impatience, Yilang suddenly had an idea, a scene that often appeared in his fantasies.

With a sense of hope, he took Fangmei's hand and guided it to her vulva.

“Fangmei, I’m sorry, I’m really sad right now, and I don’t know what to do. You masturbate when you’re lonely, right? Could you do that for me?” Yilang said, pressing Fangmei’s index finger against her clitoris.

“This…”

Fangmei shook her head, trying to pull her hand away.

“That’s too much! Let go of my hand.”

Yilang grabbed Fangmei’s hand tightly, saying in a panic, “I’m sorry, it’s not your fault. It’s because you’re so attractive that I’m so excited that all the blood rushes to my head, and that’s why I’m like this. Please, let me save face as a man.”

“But…”

He could tell from Fangmei’s fingers that she was no longer refusing.

“Then let’s turn off the light.”

“Fangmei!”

Yilang looked at Fangmei excitedly, knowing that his expression had changed.

“Okay, fine.”

Yilang turned off the light and curled up at Fangmei’s feet.

“Doing such an embarrassing thing in front of others…”

Fangmei murmured, spreading her legs and reaching her right hand down to her lower abdomen.

She stared at the cleft with eyes that had quickly become accustomed to the darkness. Yilang knew that Fangmei herself was also aroused by the stimulation.

Fangmei's right index finger slid down her vulva, finding her clitoris, and began to caress it in circles.

"Ah! Ah..."

she moaned, writhing her hips as if in unbearable discomfort, her left hand rubbing her breasts.

So this was how she always comforted her fully mature body.

Yilang, thinking of this, felt a sense of voyeurism and an unusual excitement due to the darkness of the room. He was also particularly excited because it was the first time he had witnessed a woman masturbating.

At this moment, Fangmei raised her knees, her hands that had been caressing her breasts reaching down to her crotch, her right finger caressing her clitoris, her left middle finger rubbing her vulva.

"Ah... good... already..."

Fangmei moaned, then inserted her left middle finger into her vulva, continuing to caress her clitoris while simultaneously thrusting her finger in and out.

So that's how it's done.

At this moment, Yilang's penis finally began to swell.

"Mmm... so comfortable... ah... I can't take it..."

she murmured, writhing her mature naked body.

"Fangmei, you're satisfied with your fingers, aren't you? Do you want a man's thing now?"

Yilang said, and Fangmei nodded excitedly.

"Want to put it in?"

"Mmm...put it in...hurry up..."

Seeing Fangmei wiggling her hips and urging him on, Yilang really wanted to put it in immediately. Now, he could finally put his age to good use.

"Want to put my thing in? Ah...don't rush me."

Yilang pulled Fangmei's hands away and rubbed his penis against her vulva.

"I won't put this thing in until Fangmei tells me, hurry up and tell me."

"Ah...I can't take it anymore...hurry up and put Daddy's thing in..."

"It's not okay to say it like that. You know, you have to say the names of the man's thing and the woman's thing, otherwise it won't work."

As Yilang rubbed the head of his penis against her clitoris or the entrance of her vagina, Fangmei couldn't help but wiggle her hips and say, "Ah...hurry up and put Daddy's penis into my vagina..."

Fangmei finally said what Yilang wanted. Hearing Fangmei's words, Yilang became even more excited and immediately put his penis in.

"Ah...uh..."

Perhaps finally satisfied, as the penis, though its erection was slightly weaker, still had sufficient thickness and length to penetrate, Fangmei tilted her head back and let out a moan as if reaching orgasm.

"Ah...Fangmei's vagina is a masterpiece, gripping my penis tightly and drawing it inside..."

Yilang pressed down on Fangmei, enjoying the pleasure.

"Ah... Daddy..."

Fangmei moaned, wriggling her hips as if urging him to thrust.

Yilang began to thrust slowly. Fangmei sobbed.

Then, Yilang picked Fangmei up and lay on his back, adopting a woman-on-top riding position.

Yilang slightly raised his hips, and Fangmei bent her upper body, placing her hands on Yilang's chest, her hips beginning to sway up and down.

"See?"

As Yilang watched his penis move in and out of her vagina, Fangmei also looked down.

"Ah... I'm so ashamed."

Fangmei said, sitting up straight. Yilang reached out and caressed her breasts. Fangmei grabbed Yilang's arms, wriggling her hips recklessly.

"Ah! So good... so good..."

"Where does it feel good?"

"My vagina! My vagina feels so good."

"Does Fangmei like sex?"

"Yes! Ah... I want it to feel even better!"

Fangmei's hips swayed rhythmically, the glans rubbing against her cervix, seemingly bringing her immense pleasure.

"Fangmei, will you still come here before you remarry?"

Fangmei nodded while wiggling her hips.

Although Yilang asked this question, he himself was not sure whether Fangmei could remain calm once she actually had a man.

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