On the couch, the two of them were taking from each other, comforting each other.

She wanted to make noise, but her mouth was blocked, leaving her to only emit gulping, gurgling sounds.

All other sounds were transformed into heavy breaths.

It felt so good, really good.

They crossed the boundaries of taboo, putting on such an erotic display just tens of meters away from Dahai's boyfriend's parents.

In that moment, Xu Xixi experienced the pleasure of breaking moral conventions.

In public, she was the good girl, the elite lawyer, but who would have guessed that in private she harbored such a side.

Mmm!

Her delicate body was trembling violently, a warm current surging like a dam breached, releasing wildly.

Wang Dahai climaxed too, thrusting his hips fiercely, insensitive to Xu Xixi's suffocating discomfort, brutally pounding her throat.

Tens of seconds later, Wang Dahai finally sat up off her.

Looking at her expression, trying to cough but still enduring, Wang Dahai caressed her cheek and asked, "Lawyer Xu, how was my performance?"

Xu Xixi's tightly pursed red lips were puffed up, unable to speak.

She pushed Wang Dahai off, her small hand propped beneath her mouth, and she ran into the bathroom.

Minutes later, she returned, found her little intimates, and quickly put them on.

"Lawyer Xu..."

Just as Wang Dahai was about to speak, he suddenly heard the sound of the electronic lock from the outside door.

He reacted swiftly, immediately lying back down.

Lawyer Xu also heard the sound and instantly lay down as well.

The two had just laid down when the door opened and Fang Jian walked in.

He quietly closed the door, turned on his phone light for a moment, and then tiptoed into the living room.

The phone's light swept over, and he saw the two people lying on the couch.

He knew Wang Dahai had come over and that he was sleeping on the couch.

But still, seeing his girlfriend lying on the same couch as another man, he had a very odd feeling.

Even though he knew nothing was going on between them, he still hoped that something would happen.

This kind of cuckold mentality is present in many men, only some can control it while others cannot.

Fang Jian was one of those who couldn't control it; even the sight of Wang Dahai triggered fantasies in his head of Xu Xixi being pinned under him.

Thinking about that, he actually got aroused.

He approached Xu Xixi and whispered gently, "Xixi."

He called a few times with no response, but he didn't leave. Instead, he sat next to the couch and stretched his hand toward Xu Xixi's lower body.

Xu Xixi was extremely nervous. When it had just been the two of them, sometimes Fang Jian would come home late from work and would touch her while she slept.

But Dahai was still there.

He had just reached out when suddenly footsteps were heard in the room.

He immediately stopped, looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a woman coming out, asking, "Mom, how's Dad doing?"

"You're back?"

"Yeah, just got back."

Fang Jian went over, chatted with the woman for a bit, then followed her to the bedroom, not coming back for quite a while.

His sudden return had made it difficult for Wang Dahai and Xu Xixi to fall asleep.

After a long time, Fang Jian finally came out of the room.

He didn't touch her again, mainly because the house was too small and any slight noise could easily be discovered.

He made a bed on the living room floor and gradually fell asleep.

Only when she heard his faint snoring did Xu Xixi completely relax, her tense nerves easing.

But the next second.

She suddenly felt a large hand, creeping up her calf from the darkness.

The tension in her heart that had just eased, snapped tight once again.

It was Wang Dahai!

What was he going to do?

Xu Xixi was extremely nervous. She wanted to stop him but was afraid that any abrupt movement might wake up her boyfriend.

The hand continued to stroke up her calf and swiftly reached her thigh.

At the same time, she saw Wang Dahai rise from the couch and move to her feet.

He had just been satisfied, how could he...?

Xu Xixi's mind went blank with anxiety, hardly daring to breathe too heavily.

Wang Dahai was nervous too, yet he felt even more stimulated.

He didn't know why he couldn't sleep. The thought of Fang Jian lying on the floor made it even worse, prompting a crazy idea within him.

As he caressed Xu Xixi's thigh, feeling her tense body, the repressed urge and excitement in his heart seemed about to explode.

"Don't."

Xu Xixi finally found an opportunity when his head neared her forbidden area. She whispered hastily and reached out to push his shoulder, hoping to push him away.

But Wang Dahai gave no response. He bent down slowly, lifted the hem of her dress, and tugged down her "little intimates" just enough to reveal the tender, moist valley before burying his head there.

The bliss that penetrated her soul overwhelmed her in an instant, becoming unbearable.

She bit down hard on her teeth, struggling to maintain a sliver of reason.

Her anxious gaze kept returning to Fang Jian sleeping on the floor, fiercely worried he'd open his eyes at any second and see Wang Dahai tasting her.

Suddenly, an idea struck her, and she quickly grabbed the quilt, covering Wang Dahai with it.

Though it wasn't much, it was the only thing she could do in the moment.

She lay flat, her hands tightly clutching the quilt.

All at once, her legs were lifted by Wang Dahai, curled up and resting on his back.

And his tongue dove into even deeper territories, as if savoring a dish from a state banquet.

He alternated between exploring and inserting his fingers.

She felt as if her insides were about to be ruined by Wang Dahai's play.

The couch cushion beneath her had become so wet, it was indescribable.

Finally, he stopped.

He climbed out from under the quilt.

But before she could relax, Wang Dahai suddenly crawled on top of her again.

This time, his whole body pressed down on hers, his hands fondled her fullness, and his tongue pried her teeth apart.

Although it was just an entanglement of tongues and did not go any further, it still left her breathless.

The excitement inside Wang Dahai did not subside; instead, it climbed even higher.

The thought of being intimate with Xu Xixi in front of Fang Jian stirred a wild restlessness in him.

He seized Xu Xixi's hand and guided it to his lower body for her to grasp.

Many times, Xu Xixi nearly lost her reason, tempted to give in and let him enter, to scale those wonderful heights together.

But, in the end, sanity still prevailed, and she endured.

Suddenly, she felt Wang Dahai's breaths turn hot and fierce, as he released her hand and rubbed powerfully a few times on her delicate part, a scorching heat landing outside her entrance.

Wang Dahai seemed drained of all strength, heavily pressing down on her, gasping for breath.

"Lawyer Xu, how was my performance tonight?"

He breathed heavily, yet there was a hint of laughter in his voice.

"Get off me," Xu Xixi said, somewhat irritated.

But just then, her mother's voice rang out from the room: "Son, come here!"

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