Passionate Shenzhen 22

The moment I touched Sister Zheng's naked body, I clearly felt her tremble. Fresh from her bath, she exuded a delicate fragrance. I grasped her full breasts, neither too big nor too small, firm and resilient, unusually perky due to her dance training, without an ounce of excess fat. "No, no… who told you to come here…" Sister Zheng kept pushing me away. I threw back the covers and immediately took her nipple into my mouth. Sister Zheng let out a soft "hmm," stopped pushing, and held my head in her hands. Suckling… like a baby nursing, I alternated between gentle sips and forceful sucks, my other hand not idle, grasping her other breast and occasionally twisting the nipple, as if afraid it would be taken away. Sister Zheng simply looked at me tenderly, gently stroking my hair, like a mother comforting her nursing child. I truly wished time could stop, forever frozen in this tender moment.
I looked up at Sister Zheng; her eyes were slightly closed, her lips parted, her hair already loose, a charmingly vulnerable look on her face, ready to be taken. I stuck out my tongue and licked her cheeks, her lips, finally our tongues intertwining. I touched down there; her vulva was already soaking wet. I leaned down and gently swept my tongue across her slit. I saw sparse pubic hair, slightly parted petals, and her clitoris turned outwards, her lower body writhing restlessly.
"No, this isn't right..." Sister Zheng pleaded. I couldn't control myself any longer. I simply parted her slits and vigorously stirred my tongue around. Sister Zheng was now overflowing with moisture, I couldn't tell if it was saliva or vaginal fluid.
"Honey, don't talk, don't think too much, just enjoy it!" I climbed on top of her.
"Please, this is unfair to my husband!"
"Look at me, don't think about anything, just happily enjoy the feeling of being a woman!" I took her hand and placed it on my penis...
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When everything returned to calm, Sister Zheng collapsed in my arms. I gently stroked her smooth, soft back. She curled up like a docile kitten.
"Would you believe me if I said I haven't had sex in six months?"
"Then go crazy and make up for it!" I laughed.
Sister Zheng told me about her relationship with her husband. When they were dating and newly married, they were very close. Her husband, being an artist, was particularly good at making people happy and creating romantic surprises, so Sister Zheng was practically living in a honeymoon. But everything changed after they moved to Shenzhen three years ago. Due to the nature of his work, her husband, a designer, often worked overtime and stayed up late, sometimes even all night to meet deadlines. When he did have time off, he needed to catch up on sleep. Although they lived in the same city and the same rented apartment, they saw each other less and less, and their intimacy and passion gradually faded. Until a year ago, by chance, I saw his chat history on QQ and realized that things weren't so simple. It turned out that he had already started an affair with another female colleague who had just graduated from art school. Arguments, cold wars, pleas... nothing could salvage this silent ending. In the end, he simply moved in with the girl, and their marriage was already dead in name only.
"Am I really that bad, lacking in charm?" Sister Zheng asked softly.
"It's not that you're bad, it's that he doesn't know how to cherish you. Perhaps being fickle is a common trait among artists."
"Little brother, I feel so good today, I haven't felt this good in a long time." Sister Zheng gently kissed my forehead.
"Sister, don't think about that person anymore, she just doesn't know how to cherish you. I'll make you feel good every day from now on, let you enjoy the pleasures of being a woman!" Sister
Zheng then told me a secret: dance partners don't change often; it's because they dance together for a long time that feelings develop, and eventually, they usually end up sleeping together. Most dancers have families, and being middle-aged, this form of making friends through dance not only passes the time and exercises the body but also fills the emotional void, adding ripples to a pale life. This has become an open secret in the dance circle. Good heavens, so that's how it is! No wonder Sister Zheng always just smiled and didn't answer when I asked her last time. It turns out, every circle has its own secrets; we just don't know because we're in different circles. Like Sister Lan and me, who would know there's such a group of people?
"Sis, I'll be your dance partner from now on!" Sister Zheng didn't say anything, but just pinched my dad's hand.
"Oh no, it's seven o'clock, I need to get to kindergarten by 7:40!" Sigh, being a kindergarten principal isn't easy. Sister Zheng quickly got up, dressed neatly, kissed me, and hurriedly opened the door and left.

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