Zhang Jie's heart, at this moment, felt the peak of guilt.

She had indeed cheated, her body no longer belonged only to her husband.

Moreover, it happened on the marital bed she shared with her husband, with another man.

Above the head of the bed, their wedding photo still hung on the wall.

She closed her eyes, striving not to think about these things, but the less she thought about them, the clearer the related memories became.

The bits and pieces of her past interactions with her husband were now strikingly clear in her mind, making her feel extremely guilty.

It's no use, I just can't do it.

Tears streamed down Zhang Jie's face like broken pearls, large and copious.

She braced her hands against Dahai's thighs, trying to rise.

She regretted it, she wanted to break it off completely with Wang Dahai.

She felt she could no longer continue making these mistakes.

Ultimately she couldn't bear the reproach inside her heart.

But as soon as she touched Dahai's thighs, she felt his strong hands grab her waist.

Then, Dahai suddenly sat up from the bed, clasping her waist, the force rendering her unable to resist.

"Ah!"

The sudden movement was like an electric shock to her, a strong current coursing through her body.

Her strength vanished in an instant.

Dahai firmly gripped her waist, slowly and tenderly savoring her body.

However gentle, his size was still unbearable for any woman.

With just a few simple movements, Zhang Jie kept screaming, her body reacted intensely, waves of pleasure overwhelming her.

"Ah, ah..."

"No, stop, please."

"It's too deep, Dahai, too deep, I can't handle it..."

"Dahai, no, please stop…"

Zhang Jie cried violently, pleading tearfully for him to stop.

But Wang Dahai couldn't stop.

After all, this was Zhang Jie's initiative, and he didn't know what she was really thinking at the moment, assuming it was a normal reaction.

Moreover, he really was gentle.

Zhang Jie was filled with regret, she regretted it now and didn't want to continue, but could do nothing.

She couldn't even explain herself; every time she opened her mouth, it was just moans.

Extreme pleasure mixed with intense regret made her miserable, and she continued to cry.

She tried to push Dahai away, but couldn't muster the strength.

Dahai held her voluptuously, molding her into various shapes, completely dominating her.

At this moment, she felt like a doll, humiliated by Wang Dahai.

Minutes later, Dahai suddenly flipped over, placing her on the bed, seizing her beautiful legs, pressing her calves and shoulders tightly together.

He leaned over her, penetrating deeply.

Squish.

"Ah, stop, I don't want this anymore!"

Zhang Jie shook her head crying, it was so deep, her core was trembling.

Wang Dahai held her face, leaned down to kiss her.

Zhang Jie tightly closed her mouth, not letting him in, but just a few thrusts later, she couldn't help but open her mouth.

She couldn't speak, only moan.

Dahai had held back for a long time and now began to speed up, increasing his force.

He became somewhat rough, the smacking sounds echoing in the room.

Zhang Jie felt she was nearly suffocating.

It really felt good, the best she had ever felt in her life.

Her husband had never made her feel this good.

Her husband could never reach that depth.

Again and again, the impact made Zhang Jie's throat somewhat hoarse.

Wang Dahai knew her emotions were off, and he didn't whisper sweet nothings, just quietly continued his work.

He wanted to make Zhang Jie feel like a real woman for once, to make her utterly dependent on him!

After several minutes, he stopped.

Zhang Jie put her legs down and lay on the bed, her body twitching and convulsing from the pleasure.

She was still crying, her eyes filled with regret and guilt.

"Dahai, stop... Ah!"

Just as she wanted Wang Dahai to stop, to not go on, she felt a lightness in her body.

Wang Dahai turned her over, leaving her lying face down on the bed.

Then, grabbing her waist, he pulled back, and her plump buttocks obediently rose.

"Don't, Dahai, not this position... Ah!"

She reached back to block her buttocks, but it was ineffective.

"Ah, ah, Dahai, stop now..."

Zhang Jie lay with her upper body on the bed, begging for mercy, her guilt intensifying.

How could they do it from behind, it wasn't right, this was a position reserved for her husband.

But it felt so good.

Half an hour later.

With a low growl from Wang Dahai, he held Zhang Jie tight, feeling her warmth and the trembling of her body as he released everything he had saved up deep inside her.

For a full hour, she didn't even know how many times she had climaxed.

And now, Wang Dahai finally stopped, finally finished.

"Whew~"

Wang Dahai, breathing heavily, looked at the woman crying in his arms, her sweet, bespectacled face like that of a well-bred lady, feeling a great sense of achievement and satisfaction.

He had finally possessed Zhang Jie!

Zhang Jie's body was simply marvelous!

Unexpectedly, Zhang Jie was quite conservative in bed, apart from being proactive at the beginning, she hardly cooperated later on, as if she was too shy to speak about such things.

This was completely different from her normally open demeanor.

"Mrs. Zhang," Wang Dahai wiped her tears, calling out gently.

Zhang Jie slowly opened her eyes, her gaze complex as she looked at him, then suddenly smiled sweetly, "Dahai, do you think I am a loose woman?"

"Of course not," Wang Dahai shook his head.

"But I am a loose woman, maybe that's just who I am deep down," she said.

"Otherwise, how could I have seduced you in the elevator, how could I have let you take me willingly?"

Wang Dahai suddenly didn't know how to respond.

Zhang Jie added, "But really, it felt so good, I've never felt this good. You're really amazing."

Wang Dahai instantly felt proud, he knew he had conquered Zhang Jie.

He suddenly noticed a wedding photo hanging on the wall, showing Zhang Jie in her wedding dress kissing her husband.

Seeing this photo, he felt his arousal stir again, twitching slightly.

Zhang Jie felt it and was taken aback, "You, how can you..."

Before she could finish, Wang Dahai moved again.

"Mrs. Zhang, let me pleasure you!"

"Don't… Ah!"

Wang Dahai, like a tireless bull, seized her flesh, thrusting wildly.

Minutes later, he lifted the dazed and aroused Zhang Jie from the bed, standing upright.

Then he put her down, backing her against the headboard, forcing her to look at the wedding photo.

Gazing at the wedding photo before her, a strong sense of guilt surged again, and Zhang Jie struggled, wriggling her hips.

But Wang Dahai grabbed her buttocks firmly, driving straight in.

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