Jin Yuei stared at the ceiling with a dazed look in her eyes, her hands gripping the bedsheets tightly. The rubbing of the cock against her clitoris was a delight, and she felt a faint urge to pee. That tingling sensation was a pleasure only Zhao An could bring! The ecstasy was so intense that even the naturally calm Jin Yuei couldn't resist trying it herself. Could sex really be that pleasurable?
Zhao An looked down excitedly, watching his cock sliding in and out between Jin Yuei's voluptuous thighs, his thick, long cock even reaching her navel! The feeling of his cockhead rubbing against the inside of her stockinged legs was incredibly pleasurable!
Puff! Puff! The cock pumped back and forth, sending the vaginal fluids onto her thighs. The smooth cleft between her thighs suddenly beca moist and slippery, making the friction even smoother. After more than ten minutes of thrusting, Jin Yuei reached another orgasm! Her entire body tensed, her white, tender toes arching in excitent. With difficulty, she turned her head to engage Zhao An in a tongue kiss. In her ecstasy, she swirled her large tongue, occasionally tightening and clamping it, giving Zhao An a thrill. He thrust his cock hard, spread her thighs, and aid it at Jin Yuei's rosy, beautiful face, gushing forth a burst of cum!
Puff, puff, puff! The thick, dirty white fluid spurted out, saring all over Jin Yuei's face. A thick layer covered her eyes and nose, even staining her hair with a fair amount of sen. Her elegant deanor instantly beca lewd!
"Thank you, my wife!" Zhao An grinned lewdly, grabbing Jin Yuei's large breasts twice. He wiped his cock clean on her clothes before leaving.
Jin Yuei reached for a tissue and wiped the sen off her face, but the fishy sll still lingered. She sighed. She truly loved Zhao An, but she just didn't express it. To be more precise, it was because of watching Zhao An's livestream that I fell in love with this type of man. He wasn't hypocritical or pretentious, he was also very good-looking, and he was young and wealthy.
Although Jin Yuei wasn't a money-grubber, who would complain about having too much money? Wouldn't a little more be good?
Zhao An left the room and nodded to Zhang Chang in the living room, then wandered back into the kitchen.
Zhang Xingrong was cooking in her loose-fitting ho clothes, a skirt underneath, and high-heeled sandals. She was tasting the soup. "Zhao An, why are you here? Go out for a minute. Dinner will be soon."
Zhao An hugged Zhang Xingrong from behind, burying his head in her hair. "Honey, I missed you."
Zhang Xingrong's delicate body trembled slightly. She grabbed Zhao An's mischievous hand and pleaded, "Don't get caught, Xiao An."
"Call husband!" Zhao An pressed his hard cock against Zhang Xingrong's hips, so hard that it even lifted her slightly off the ground.
Zhang Xingrong was helpless. "Honey, are you satisfied? You should get out first. Don't let them find you."
"Sister Yuei is taking a shower, and Zhang Chang is doing his howork. We still have ti. Honey, please let in for a mont. Please, I'm so hard. I've been holding it in all day!" Zhao An's cock was still sared with Jin Yuei's juices, and now he was rubbing against her mother. It was another classic example of playing with the daughter and then the mother!
Zhang Xingrong naturally wouldn't agree. She wouldn't risk such a huge risk. "No, honey, go out first. Let's talk after dinner, okay? It's not safe here!"
Zhao An eagerly embraced Zhang Xingrong and began kissing her, his cock thrusting against her breasts, his large hands caressing the sensitive spots of her breasts. "Honey, just once, okay? I'll be quick. Let do it. I'll take you to see sothing nice later."
"Ah! No, are you crazy? No, you can't do this. No, it's too dangerous. Yue i is still out there." Although Zhang Xingrong didn't know why her daughter had gone to the shower, she wouldn't agree to such a crazy thing. If she knew her daughter had just been ejaculated in Zhao An's face, she'd probably have thought of giving him sleeping pills. How could she do this? People couldn't, or at least shouldn't, do this.
"Honey, just for once, you know what? I masturbate thinking about you every night, and I can't stand it anymore. Let fuck you just once, I'll go crazy, honey, I'll take responsibility!" Zhao An seed a little impatient, as if he wanted to mate with Zhang Xingrong right then and there. A beast in heat, he yearned for sex all the ti, pumping his sperm into a woman's cunt, waiting for it to blossom and bear fruit, then repeat the cycle over and over again, seeding the entire world!
"Hey, I'm not afraid!" Zhao An said, pulling down Zhang Xingrong's panties and simultaneously removing his own pants, revealing his thick, sturdy cock.
Zhang Xingrong seed frightened. She had never imagined he could be so crazy, wanting to fuck her right here!
"No, really no, no!" Zhang Xingrong continued to protest softly. She didn't dare scream. If her daughter and nephew found out, she would be humiliated.
Zhao An couldn't hold back any longer. He pressed his penis head against Zhang Xingrong's moist vaginal opening and rubbed it up and down twice, coating it with the mature woman's cum.
Using force from his waist, he thrust his penis forward, plunging it into the mature woman's vagina. The penis head pushed open the vaginal opening and entered the tight fleshy hole, clamped between two plump buttocks!
"Ah!" Zhang Xingrong imdiately covered her mouth to stifle a moan, while simultaneously pushing against the man behind her.
Zhao An exerted force again, shoving his penis into the mature woman's sweet hole, savoring the layers of tender flesh enveloping him. "Ah! It feels so good, honey. You're enjoying it too, right? Don't worry, let's go faster; they won't notice!"
"Your little pussy is so tight, it feels so good, honey. Please give it a little while. I really can't take it anymore. I'm sorry, honey, I really can't hold it any longer." Zhao An said as he groped Zhang Xingrong's body, his lower abdon slamming hard against her beautiful buttocks. The tightness of his lower body enveloping him brought him imnse pleasure.
Zhang Xingrong had no choice but to turn off the gas stove. She supported the stove with one hand and covered Zhao An's lower abdon with the other hand to prevent any louder noises. "You...you hurry up...ah...I told you...no...ah...gently...ah...slow down...I haven't done it for a long ti...ah...slow down...um...don't...oh...it's there...it's over...stop...ah!"
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