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She sprayed a large pool of water, which flowed down the legs of both of them. A Jian asked her: "Sister, are you on contraception?" She said weakly: "Yes... um... never mind... ejaculate inside..." She thought A Jian was going to ejaculate, but A Jian turned her over again, let her lie on her back, and thrust his penis and vagina head-on, thrusting hard into her, and she exclaimed "Oh..." again in satisfaction. A Jian worked hard this time, intending to die with her. "Oh... you... you... are so good... yes... yes... thrust deeper... ah... ah... thrust there... ah... right there... oh... it's so beautiful... um... um... I... ah... it's my first time making love... doing it like this... ah... happy... ah... my whole body is feeling good... ah... what should I do... ah... what should I do..." A Jian didn't know what to do, so he had to continue thrusting for her desperately, serving the beauty like a dog and a horse. "Ah... I... ah... it's coming... it's coming again... ah... good brother... good brother... suck my milk... ah... please... oh..." A Jian lowered his shoulders and helped her hold her nipple, sucking it in and out. She flew up and down in an instant and rolled her eyes. "Brother... I'm going to finish... please... love me a little more... ah... ah... I can't take it anymore... oh..." "Sister, I'm going to cum too..." "Ah... cum inside... I want... ah..." As a result, the two of them ejaculated at the same time, and she screamed miserably. A Jian shot all his semen into the depths of her vagina as she wished. The world seemed to have stopped, with only the sound of their disordered breathing. "Good brother, today I know that being a woman is so good..." She said, stroking A Jian's face. A Jian kissed her again and rested for a while. Her underwear and pantyhose were soaked and it was difficult to wear them. A Jian found a pair of Wen Qian's briefs for her to replace. She put on her dress and A Jian asked her to go back to the banquet first. He stayed to tidy up the room. When A Jian went downstairs and returned to his seat, he found that everyone at the table was gone. However, it was normal for everyone to toast and chat at a wedding banquet, so he didn't think it was strange. But what A Jian didn't know was that the young wife was still on the fifth floor of Wen Qian's house. After she walked out of Wen Qian's room, she just came to the stairs and met her manager coming up from downstairs. She felt guilty and called out, "Manager." The manager whispered, "Are you looking for your husband?" "Uh..." She responded, "Yes... yes!" "Come on!" The manager took her hand and climbed upstairs to Wen Qian's house. The fourth floor was dark without lights on. The manager gestured to her to keep quiet. They climbed up to the fifth floor quietly. Once there, she heard faint panting. She and the manager lay at the foot of the stairs and looked into the hall with the small light on the altar. She saw her husband and the girl. The girl was the secretary of the deputy general manager. She was a prostitute. She was now leaning against the wall with her hands, her legs spread open, her buttocks raised up, a long skirt lifted up to her waist, and her briefs hanging on one knee. Her husband was dressed neatly, standing behind the secretary, shaking his buttocks constantly. Needless to say, it was clear that the cock was inserted into the secretary's flesh.
She felt a mix of anger and jealousy, her mind a chaotic whirlwind. Just as she was about to jump out and lash out, she sensed a strange hand groping her backside, which of course belonged to her manager.
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