"Whimper, whimper."

Liu Lin bit her lips tightly, trying not to scream out. Her body convulsed repeatedly, and the legs wrapped around his waist tightened even more.

"Mrs. Liu!" Wang Dahai growled, and after a sudden thrust, he firmly grasped her buttocks, almost deforming them, making her buttocks tightly engulf the heat.

"Whimper..."

Liu Lin's lips were almost bleeding. At that moment, both reached the climax simultaneously, the supreme pleasure washing over her body and soul, making her delicate frame tremble wildly.

The scorching surge of love made her body feel as though it had returned to her youth.

It took a long while before their breathing steadied.

Meanwhile, footsteps were heard from outside.

Wang Dahai hurriedly lifted her off him, but no sooner had she touched the ground than Liu Lin's legs weakened, and she could barely stand.

Wang Dahai supported her as she hastily pulled down her skirt, not having time to mind the muddiness underneath.

Wang Dahai also quickly dressed himself and helped her to sit on the bed.

The footsteps outside didn't approach; Zhao Xue returned to her room after showering.

"You really killed me, my bane," Mrs. Liu finally regained her composure. The waves of experience just now were so intense, driving her to madness, craving death and life simultaneously, beyond control.

During their week-long trip, she couldn't help but think of Wang Dahai every night.

So much so that she wound up her husband each night until he was utterly exhausted.

Yet, even so, her husband couldn't satisfy her.

Unexpectedly, she had freed herself on the first day back.

"Mrs. Liu, may I come see you tomorrow?"

"No," Liu Lin shook her head, "You were too intense just now, it's somewhat painful."

Wang Dahai felt some regret and a bit of awkwardness.

He couldn't be blamed, given that Zhao Xue was still around the house.

He had wanted to be quick to avoid complications.

Yet, after their deep conversation just now, the estrangement from not seeing each other for a week also vanished.

Wang Dahai stayed in the room for a while before coming out.

As he was about to leave, Zhao Xue suddenly came out from her room and loudly said, "Hey, Wang Dahai, have you finished massaging my mom?"

"Yes, just finished."

"Then, give me a massage too."

Hearing this, Wang Dahai paused.

Under other circumstances, he would have been willing to massage her.

But Liu Lin was still in the house.

Liu Lin also happened to come out from her room and heard this, but she didn't think too much about it.

Wang Dahai quickly thought it over and decided it wouldn't be good to refuse at this moment, so he nodded in agreement.

As she walked into Zhao Xue's room, Liu Lin also went to take a shower.

Seeing this, an idea suddenly crossed Wang Dahai's mind.

He closed the door to the room, looked at Zhao Xue in her pajamas and asked, "Where should I massage?"

The clearly ambiguous phrase made Zhao Xue's cheeks turn slightly red and her eyes dodged as she said, "Anywhere is fine."

"Then lie down."

"Okay." Zhao Xue lay down on the bed, the short pajamas revealing a large expanse of her pale skin.

As she was about to adjust her position, Wang Dahai had already placed his hands on her.

Moreover, he directly lifted up her pajamas.

This made her freeze on the spot.

By the time she realized what was happening, her pajamas had been lifted to her neck.

Having just showered, there was nothing underneath; her proud and full breasts were thus exposed.

"You..."

"Ah!"

She gasped softly.

Wang Dahai actually grabbed her directly and kneaded harshly until it was deformed.

Waves of electric current that numbed her spread from his palm, causing her body to tremble uncontrollably, even her voice changed its tune.

"What are you doing!"

She reached out to stop him, but Wang Dahai's hands were as strong as vices, and her slight strength was not enough to fend him off.

"Didn't you say I could press anywhere?"

Wang Dahai said with a smiling face.

Zhao Xue's face was already as red as blood, and she said shamefully, "Let go of your hand, don't touch here."

"This is a massage," Wang Dahai reminded. "Also, keep your voice down, Mrs. Liu is still bathing."

"You, you..."

Zhao Xue was suddenly at a loss for what to do.

She had allowed Wang Dahai to massage her because this was her home and Liu Lin was in the house too.

She thought Wang Dahai definitely wouldn't dare to do anything excessive to her.

But not only did he do it, he was also fearless.

He even used Liu Lin to threaten her.

The thought of her mother witnessing such a scene filled her with shame too deep to fathom.

While Wang Dahai kneaded her firmly, he teased, "You've been seducing me every day for a while now, isn't this what you wanted?"

"I certainly haven't!" she denied, shaking her head.

"Haven't you? But I think you have."

Wang Dahai freed one hand and reached towards her lower area.

As his palm brushed her abdomen, her body trembled lightly, and her abdomen rapidly contracted.

Wang Dahai, gripping her firm waist, suddenly loosened his hold and said, "Don't you want to know what's inside here?"

Seeing him holding the tent, Zhao Xue's face reddened further, "I don't want to know."

"Really?"

Wang Dahai smiled, "Don't you want to see what's inside here?"

"I don't!"

"I think you really do."

Wang Dahai seized her wrist, guiding her hand to the waistband of his pants, then tugged it downward.

Suddenly, the heat that had just experienced Liu Lin's body appeared before her eyes.

Upon seeing this terrifying sight, Zhao Xue's breath stopped for a moment, and her pupils contracted slightly.

Her heartbeat accelerated rapidly, her body softened, and a strange emotion surged through her.

Wang Dahai continued to hold her wrist, bringing her small hand closer to his length, and then, made her grasp it.

It still carried the moistness of Liu Lin.

"Ah!"

She exclaimed in shock, trying to release her hand, but her wrist was still held by Wang Dahai.

She could only hold on like this.

She was surprised to find that one hand was not enough to encompass it.

Her heart raced faster, and her mind became more chaotic, starting to think about all sorts of disordered things.

Wang Dahai held her wrist, moving her small hand up and down.

He gradually let go of her wrist, but she continued the motion up and down as if she hadn't noticed it herself.

He placed his hand back on her abdomen, caressed it for a while, and then slowly moved towards her shorts.

As his hand slipped into her shorts and touched that bulging, fleshy area, Zhao Xue's rationality suddenly returned, and she quickly pulled her hand back.

"Don't," she said softly, reaching with her hand to cover herself and hold his hand back.

Wang Dahai smiled slightly, flicked aside her little intimates with one finger, and slid slickly deep inside.

"Ah!" She screamed, her legs suddenly clenching tight, her body trembling in waves, as waves of warmth surged from within her.

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