The Tempting Road to Becoming an Official

At the moment of contact.

Yang Wenyu trembled even more violently, and after taking a deep breath, couldn't help but let out a soft moan from her throat.

The position of the hand.

Chen Fang also felt a surge of moisture.

It wasn't the type of leftover bathwater, but the honey secreted from deep within Hua Rui. He was all too familiar with this.

"Let sister take a look at what you've got, okay?"

After caressing for a while.

Yang Wenyu pleaded.

Chen Fang was stunned.

His mind went completely blank.

He numbly nodded.

Yang Wenyu then released his hand.

Slowly squatting down.

Her hands grasped the edge of his baggy pants at the waist.

The pajamas were loose and saggy.

A large tent already popped up at the front.

Yang Wenyu gently pulled it down.

The hard spear sprang out.

At that moment, seeing such a majestic sight, Yang Wenyu's expression shifted from desire to surprise, and then back to desire.

She grasped it with one hand.

Murmured, "I didn't expect the little brat from back then to have grown so big, and it's still this big..."

Toying with it affectionately for a while.

She couldn't hold back any longer.

Yang Wenyu opened her mouth and took it in at once...

The warm and tight sensation washed over her.

Although not as skilled as the "experts" she had encountered before.

This feeling was quite special.

The woman who once accompanied him through his adolescence was now really crouching under him, swallowing...

What could possibly be more wonderful than this taste?

This time, it was Yang Wenyu who couldn't hold out first.

After passionately savoring him.

She stood up.

And lay directly on the bed.

It was clear she was eager for what was about to happen next.

Without waiting for Chen Fang to come over.

She spread her round thighs as wide as she could.

In a tender voice, she said, "Ah Fang, hurry, sister is too itchy, I really can't stand it anymore... hurry..."

Chen Fang took a closer look.

Only then did he notice.

Though married for more than ten years, between Yang Wenyu's petals, there was still that enchanting pink glow.

It indicated.

Her land had not been much cultivated.

Unlike what he imagined, honey was clearly trickling down, passing through the base of her thighs, across the back, directly onto the bed, quickly soaking it.

Without further thought.

Chen Fang leaped onto the bed.

Kneeling beneath Yang Wenyu.

His thighs nudging hers apart, he began to exert himself from the waist.

He initially thought entry would be easy.

It wasn't.

As soon as the tip ventured in a bit, he felt an unparalleled resistance.

This sensation was similar to that of a woman untouched by any man.

The deeper he went.

The stronger the enveloping feeling became.

When the dragon and phoenix completed their unison.

Chen Fang couldn't help taking a deep breath, saying, "Sister Wenyu, it's so tight..."

Yang Wenyu's body already quivered electrically, the Big White Rabbits bouncing joyously, she said in a svelte voice, "My... my husband is only... only the size of a pinky finger, I... it's the first time I'm feeling... feeling so full..."

Pinky finger size?

How small could it be?

No wonder!

A needle poking at the lock.

Surely wouldn't have much impact.

"Sister Wenyu, can you handle it?"

Chen Fang asked, a little worried.

Yang Wenyu replied with a trembling voice, "I can, I can, it feels so good, you... you keep moving... I can't stand the itch..."

Having received a firm reply.

Chen Fang began to thrust.

The luscious texture, combined with that tight touch.

For him, it was an unprecedented pleasure.

Perhaps knowing deep down that this wasn't right.

Yang Wenyu kept her mouth tightly shut, enduring the relentless highs and lows.

Even so.

She bit her teeth hard.

Only the faint moans from her throat echoed in the room...

For Chen Fang.

This was restitution for his youth.

A perfect ending to that restless era.

And for Yang Wenyu, this was the first release in over ten years.

It was also a protest against marital dissatisfaction.

The two pale, naked bodies tangled together for over an hour.

Before Chen Fang finally surrendered in release.

Looking at Yang Wenyu again.

Her lovely body lay sprawled on the bed.

Constantly trembling.

Her flesh swaying to the rhythm.

With fine sweat beads hanging on her skin, she seemed vivid and enchanting.

Her eyes rolled back.

Her mouth wide open.

Unstoppable drool trickled down her lips.

Her whole self entered a certain dazed state.

Do you think this was the end?

Of course not!

For someone who's never had good things to eat, facing a feast, how could one stop before having enough?

After just about an hour of rest.

Yang Wenyu seized Chen Fang again.

Mounted him once more and began galloping.

All night long.

The two engaged three times in total.

When dawn approached, Yang Wenyu finally conceded.

Only then did she realize.

Her legs could hardly close.

The petal-place was swollen, and each step brought a rubbing pain.

But that didn't matter.

What mattered was that for the first time, she truly experienced the joy of being a woman that night.

Joyful moments are always fleeting.

After briefly dozing off, they got up.

Next, each was to go their separate ways, not knowing when they would meet again.

After Chen Fang opened his eyes, Yang Wenyu was no longer beside him.

When he walked into the bathroom, he found.

The toothpaste was already squeezed, the cup filled with water, and the towel was neatly folded to the side, just like old times.

Just after freshening up.

Chen Fang heard the door open.

Rushing out to see—Yang Wenyu was back with breakfast.

"Did you go to buy breakfast?"

Chen Fang asked.

Yang Wenyu nodded happily, saying, "Back then, you loved the egg pancakes downstairs, only too bad, the old lady's gone now, so I bought some soy milk and doughnuts…"

Before she could finish her words.

Chen Fang interrupted her saying, "No, I mean to ask... Can you walk? Does it not hurt from the friction down there?"

Hearing this.

Yang Wenyu then smiled awkwardly.

Her cheeks blushing as she said, "Ah Fang, you're really something, sister was ravaged so badly by you last night I wasn't myself. A grandma even asked if I were sick, for walking with legs apart?"

Chen Fang leaned in towards her, asking mischievously, "What did you say?"

Facing Chen Fang's provocation.

Yang Wenyu didn't falter.

She replied cheerfully, "I told the grandma I had a dream of being beaten last night, and woke up like this..."