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A Jian saw that her face was red and her ears were red. Although she had stopped crying, she did not try to break free from his arms. He bent down to kiss her ear. She trembled, and A Jian bit the big white earring on her earlobe. The earring was a clip-on type, and A Jian pulled it with his teeth and bit it off. She felt numb all over and hid her whole face in A Jian's chest. A Jian saw that the time was right and stretched out his tongue to lick her ear. She could not help but utter a "hmm" sound, and her physiological changes also occurred. She murmured, "No... No..." A Jian had already kissed her lipstick-coated lips. Without waiting for A Jian to knock on the door, she stretched out her tongue at the right time and mixed it with A Jian gently until both of them were out of breath and separated. Her heart and soul had been confused by the kiss, but she tried to regret it and said, "No... I... I have a husband..." A Jian put his left hand along her back and touched her particularly high buttocks. With his right hand, he dragged her hand to touch his penis, which had been hard and erect for a long time, and said, "Don't worry about him. I'm a thousand times better than him..." Her sensitive buttocks were touched, and her hand touched the root of a penis. Suddenly, her heart was agitated, and her pants were full of dirty water. A Jian took her out of the bathroom and sat on Wen Qian's bed. She was silent and let A Jian do whatever he wanted. He hugged her and kissed her again, slowly turning her over. One hand gently moved up from her waist until it grabbed one of her breasts. She hadn't had a man love her like this for a long, long time. Her husband had always been rude and unromantic. She loved A Jian's caress. A Jian covered her breasts with his palm, and his five fingers scratched them irregularly. He touched one side and then the other. She hummed happily. A Jian put his fingers behind her back and slowly pulled down the zipper of her dress. She leaned sideways to allow A Jian to move more easily, and told herself in her heart, "It doesn't matter... just for a moment... just keep the last step..." A Jian stripped her dress off from her upper body, revealing her snow-white and plump breasts. The light in the food shed was not bright enough just now, so A Jian only had a rough look. Now the room was brightly lit, and he had to take a good look. Her breasts were full and firm. Even when she was lying on her back on the bed, they still stood firm and erect, like two overturned bowls. A Jian first touched the part that the bra could not cover, then lowered his head and sucked it gently, then used both hands to push the bra away at the same time, letting her breasts bounce out and appear naked in front of A Jian. A Jian looked at the freshly baked white bread, and curiously pressed it with his right index finger to test its elasticity and softness. He was very satisfied. He opened his index and middle fingers again, and clamped her left nipple in the middle, constantly lifting and lowering it. The nipple soon became hard. He opened his mouth again and took her right nipple in his mouth, sucking it hard. Her round face felt hot and shy. She wrapped her arms around A Jian's head and uttered "ah ah" in a shallow throat sound. A Jian certainly would not be satisfied with this. He continued to peel off her dress, exposing her curves. He took off her high heels again. She shrank in the middle of the bed. Under her black pantyhose, her white briefs drew mysterious geometric patterns on her fleshy buttocks. After A Jian even took off her pantyhose, he began to take off his clothes one by one. The young wife did not dare to look at him. When A Jian embraced her again, she felt that the two of them were already in physical contact. She was still thinking: "It doesn't matter... It's not the end yet..."
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