Watching Zhang Jie offer a kiss spontaneously, Wang Dahai's head roared.

Mrs. Zhang, she seemed different!

Previously, he had not been able to resist kissing her, but Zhang Jie had pushed him away, and she was very angry.

At that time, he had realized that although Zhang Jie seemed quite unrestrained, she valued her chastity greatly.

But now, she was actually offering a kiss willingly.

Could it be because last time, he had entered her body, making her more open?

Had she prepared herself to be intimate with him?

The thought was fleeting, faced with such initiative from Zhang Jie, he naturally didn't hesitate.

He reached out to hold Zhang Jie's slender waist, the cheongsam made of silk, feeling superb.

Zhang Jie's waist was plump and soft yet elastic, tightly held in his embrace.

He lowered his head and met Zhang Jie's tempting lips.

Her lips were scorching hot, like flames, mirroring the fiery heat in her heart at the moment.

And in the moment of the kiss, he felt Zhang Jie's body tremble slightly.

Clearly, this was also a decision that required courage on her part.

Wang Dahai probed with his tongue but found her teeth tightly clenched.

Undeterred, he continued prodding with his tongue.

Meanwhile, his hands roamed over her body, caressing her jade back, grabbing her buttocks.

He lifted the slit of the cheongsam, his palm rubbing the black silk, moving to her buttocks, violently kneading and forcefully smashing them together.

At first, it was the slapping sound of flesh against flesh, but soon it turned into a soggy sound.

This indicated that she was already wet below.

Wang Dahai took two steps toward the bed, carrying her and they fell onto it.

He reached out to lift her thigh, his fingers caressing the peach orchard, then probing further inside.

"Hmm~"

She let out a light moan, her tightly clenched teeth revealing a small gap which Wang Dahai seized immediately, plunging into her mouth and capturing her little tongue.

"Ah~"

The moment their tongues intertwined, Zhang Jie, as if touched in the most sensitive spot, trembled violently, her lips parting even wider.

No longer able to resist Wang Dahai's advance, her small mouth was completely conquered.

Zhang Jie's mind was somewhat blank, her inner thoughts exceedingly complex.

For her, kissing and the area below were places only her husband could touch.

But now, Wang Dahai had kissed her, and it was the most intimate French kiss.

A strong sense of guilt made her very sad, even wanting to push Wang Dahai away immediately, wanting him to leave, not to touch her.

She did not want this, she did not want to wrong her husband.

This emotion was just a flash.

After all, it was she who had initiated the kiss.

And before this, she had already made her preparations.

She was very clear that this step was inevitable sooner or later.

Two lines of tears slid from the corners of her eyes.

Caught up in excitement, Wang Dahai noticed this.

He paused, halting his actions.

"Mrs. Zhang, why are you crying? Did I hurt you?"

"No," Zhang Jie said through her tears, but she hugged him tighter and even took the initiative to kiss Wang Dahai.

She had already taken this step and couldn't stop anymore.

Stealing pleasure like this, of course, she would regret, feel guilty, and think she was a promiscuous woman.

She didn't give herself a chance to regret, initiating the kiss, her soft little tongue twirling around Wang Dahai's tongue.

She seemed somewhat crazed, her waist continuously twisting.

Her hands reached for Wang Dahai's waist, pulling down his trousers and grabbing his treasure.

When she felt the treasure too big to hold in one hand, her sense of guilt deepened, turning into pain.

Wang Dahai didn't know what was wrong, he just knew that Mrs. Zhang today was absolutely crazy.

He even thought that perhaps today he would finally have her!

He quickly took off his pants, threw them on the ground, and his fingers eagerly explored.

"Ah, ah~"

"Husband, I love you so much."

Zhang Jie, as if drunk, called him husband.

Wang Dahai was shocked inwardly; that call of "husband" was like an aphrodisiac, stirring him up even more.

"Ah, husband, I'm coming, ah ah!"

A high, prolonged moan erupted as Zhang Jie's body convulsed in spasms.

Suddenly, she moved Wang Dahai's hand away, grabbed his treasure, shifted her body forward, and clamped him tightly between her legs.

The warm and slippery paradise adhered to his member.

Before Wang Dahai could move, Zhang Jie took the initiative, riding his treasure and rubbing quickly.

She rubbed faster and faster, and the sensation grew increasingly intense.

Wang Dahai gripped her buttocks, trying hard to grind in response.

Suddenly, Zhang Jie flipped over, climbing on top of him.

Wang Dahai lay there, watching as Zhang Jie slowly rose from his body, his heart pounding as if it would burst out of his chest.

She was still crying; her eyes were red rimmed, her lips bitten.

Tears dropped one by one from beneath her glasses.

This appearance nearly drove Wang Dahai mad.

Feeling the impulse rising in Wang Dahai's heart, Zhang Jie straddled him, slightly lifting her body.

Then she reached down with one hand, grabbing Wang Dahai's treasure.

The other hand pinched the thong and slid it aside, slowly revealing her secret.

Wang Dahai guessed what was about to happen, his lips went dry as he stared at her.

Mrs. Zhang, are you really giving yourself to me?

His heart hammered like a drum, wildly thumping.

Soon he saw Zhang Jie adjusting her position, the tip of his member touching the moist area.

At that moment, all he had to do was grab Zhang Jie's waist and pull her down to penetrate her!

"Naughty boy, you are your sister's second man, huh."

Zhang Jie, still crying, smiled and said, "In a moment, you must serve your sister well, understand?"

"Mm." Wang Dahai opened his mouth, but his voice was hoarse.

His throat was so dry it was burning.

Zhang Jie bit her lip, keeping the position, but delayed sitting down.

Just as Wang Dahai was about to lose patience, Zhang Jie sighed softly, closed her beautiful eyes, and tears streamed down her face.

Then, her thighs weakened, her propped body abruptly sat down.

"Plop!"

Instantly, Wang Dahai felt a huge resistance coming his way.

This resistance lasted only a second, soon Wang Dahai felt an extreme warmth and a tight embrace that made his soul shudder.

This sensation was indescribable; he only knew it was too comfortable, too exhilarating.

"Ah!"

Zhang Jie cried out in a voice filled with agony, but it quickly turned into groans intermingled with ineffable pleasure.

She felt her body instantly soften; the unbearable swelling pain nearly tore her apart.

Her body twitched, convulsed, and trembled, experiencing a pleasure she had never felt before, swiftly overwhelming the pain, spreading throughout her body, eventually reaching her throat and turning into a long, piercing groan.

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