[R18] Skin to skin – “Skin Kiss” Chapter 12 [English]

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The lover she had an affair with had not taken the initiative to look for her recently. Of course Wen Ying noticed this, but she did not dig into the reason. She just thought it was good that he didn’t come to her, so that she would be able to forget about him after a while.Now, she always thinks of he from time to time, especially at night when He Ningxuan is not around.She stared at the number on her phone for a long time, but of course, she didn’t dial it in the end.

With that man, the pleasure of sex can be reached to the extreme, which is simply beyond her usual imagination of sex. To be honest, the pleasure of sex is more intense than that of having sex with her husband, and the lower body is even more wet.It is precisely because it is better that she thinks about it and never forgets it.This makes her very entangled, struggling back and forth between selfishness and morality.

No, I miss him holding her earlobe in his mouth and biting it, I miss his silent yet deep and heavy breathing, I miss his not-so-delicate palms kneading my breasts back and forth, I miss his hot and erotic friction between her legs.

Wen Ying told herself that she wanted to be closer to her husband, trying to use serious love to divert her abnormal desire, but desire is evil and unbridled, and will not be annihilated by morality. Its power lies in its irreplaceability – the more you avoid it, the more you want it, and it will expand and backfire.Especially that time, after being brutally “punished” by He Ningxuan, she was a little more afraid of him. I wonder if it was this fear that forced her to miss other men day after day – she always had to find excuses for herself.

She has been trained to be wetter than before. Apart from that, the wife swap has not brought any other benefits to him.

In this matter, He Ningxuan was the proactive person, and he made every arrangement, which to some extent reduced her sense of shame.

On Friday night, He Ningxuan arrived with her as promised, in the same place, with the same confusion and ambiguity.

When they separated, she hugged his waist from behind and whispered his name in a low voice, “Don’t go.”

“Do you want me to stay and watch?”

She felt aggrieved, “I didn’t mean that, I just didn’t want to be separated from you.”

He Ningxuan realized that what he just said was too rude, and his tone became better, “What?”

She doesn’t speak, she just cooes like a baby.

He turned around and touched her head gently, “This is the third time. Are you still not used to it?”

“This is not a matter of habit, but, I’m afraid…” I’m afraid that my body and mind will betray you.

——Aren’t you afraid?Aren’t you afraid of losing me?

“Always remember, you are mine,” He Ningxuan’s voice could not hear any waves, “from beginning to end, you can only be mine.”

Just like that, Wen Ying was sent to the room again, and her eyes were covered with a silk scarf again.The waiter carefully led her to sit on the edge of the bed and helped her take off her shoes.

“Sir, you’ll be coming in soon. Are you ready, Miss Wen?”

“Well, you’re ready,” but Wen Ying still couldn’t help but ask, “Is it the same person from before?”

“What do you mean, Miss Wen?”

“I mean, the gentleman who came in is the one from the first time?”

“This is the guest’s privacy, we have no right to interfere,” the waiter explained patiently, “Actually, I don’t even know how many times Miss Wen has been here, and we can’t pay attention to these things.”

Wen Ying nodded, but felt a little worried, worried that it wouldn’t be he this time.And according to the rules, people should be replaced every time.

——If it weren’t for he, she wouldn’t want to.

“Don’t be afraid, Miss Wen. Everyone who can come in and participate has been screened by us. They don’t have bad habits or bad habits. You can have fun.”

Wen Ying didn’t feel anything, but she still smiled good-naturedly.

After the waiter went out, there was silence in the room, and she heard her own breathing.I don’t know whether it was nervousness or anxiety about the unknown, but her chest rose and fell quite obviously. After a while, she couldn’t help but cover her chest with her hands, gently rubbing the two lumps of fat. Under the thin fabric, her nipples became hard.

The sound of opening the door suddenly sounded, and she was so frightened that her hands flew away, but the kneaded gauze was still wrinkled, spreading little by little on her chest.

The man didn’t say anything about this, he just smiled lowly, perhaps mocking her for being impatient.

Two balls of tender breasts pushed up the tulle. The scene was extremely sexy. She fully expected that the man would touch her breasts when he came up, but his hands first stopped at the back of her neck.This is a very intimate gesture, too intimate for a strange man and woman meeting for the first time.She was stunned for a moment, and was pushed into his arms by he.A hot masculine breath hit her face, and her lips were kissed.

The kiss was fierce and intense. He directly opened her lips, broke in and hooked her tongue.

She was forced to open her mouth wide, and her soft tongue could not dodge. It pressed against him and was sucked by him.

Wet saliva dripped down and got onto his fingers.

She was pushed down by he and lay on the bed, her long hair hanging loose.He reached under her with his other hand and pulled her underwear down. However, the next second, his hand was tightly clamped by the white legs.

“No…you can’t touch this place…” If there wasn’t that heart-wrenching gasp, these words would probably be more convincing.

She rubbed his hand heavily with the base of her leg, thinking that this would have the power to block him. He paused for a moment, and his body got closer to her. The man’s chest was too broad, and she could hardly move with such pressure.

Lust makes his voice hoarse, or he deliberately lowers it, making it impossible to recognize his original voice quality, and the content of his words is too erotic. Wen Ying’s body feels numb and weak, and she has no time to distinguish.

“Take it off or you’ll get wet.”

It was his voice, and there was a secret joy in her heart, which was higher than anything else.

He pulled down her underwear, but she still stopped her. Her hair stuck to her sweaty forehead, and the word “no” was pursed on her lips.

He did not continue under her, but brought his hand up, brushed her hair away, held her face, and kissed her lingeringly.This tongue kiss was much softer, but very sticky, and the stirring sound was particularly obvious, which inexplicably added a bit of gorgeous eroticism.

After the kiss ended, Wen Ying’s body was obviously a little wet again, “Well…” She clamped the roots of her legs as if she couldn’t bear the itch.

“I’m not like your husband, forcing myself on you,” he rubbed the back of her neck, as if comforting a frightened little animal, “Give me your body.”

Seeing that she didn’t say anything, he kissed her again, this time more gently, sucked on her lips, pulled away, then pressed against her, rolling over her soft lips, exchanging saliva, and breathing together.

Kissing is just like caressing, emotional and powerful, I wish I could love her so much.

“Ah… ah…” She twisted under he, unable to help herself, and actually made the atmosphere extremely emotional and sweet.When he kissed her sensitive neck, he stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick it, and heard her moan softly but softly to her bones.

He placed his palm against her lower body again. She trembled heavily but did not refuse.

The underwear was rolled into strips and fell to the ground.

She opened her legs in an “M” shape, and the beauty pot in the center was filled with water.

He put his hard penis up, and the delicate slit contracted sensitively, and all the slippery love juice was squeezed out, making it sticky.The flesh column was pressed down, and the tender labia majora were squeezed out from both sides. He leaned down and hugged her. She couldn’t wait to hug her back and kissed her face to face.

It was very close to sexual intercourse. Their bodies were overlapped and moving up and down. She was being pushed to the ground and kept moaning, “Ah… um… ha ah…”

The stigma brushed against her clitoris from time to time, and the pleasure instantly traveled through her body like an electric current. Her whole body was numb and trembling, but she couldn’t help but open her legs wider.

Maybe this is the man’s strategy. After caressing her body, he wants to conquer her heart. He hurts her so much, and kisses her more and more horribly. Each time he is more affectionate, he takes her lips in his mouth and sucks her, intoxicated and crazy, just like tasting her private parts before.

Crazy, she actually had the illusion that the other person loved her very much, otherwise how could she be so affectionate?

She is being loved by him, which makes her lustful. Her lower body feels numb and itchy, and she is so swollen that she wants to be filled up.

“Ah…um…” Her uncontrollable gasping and moaning were undoubtedly his aphrodisiacs, and her genitals became harder. She clearly felt the hot and terrifying pressure, and her labia were stretched open.

It was really crazy. At that moment, she actually had the idea of ​​​​wanting he to come in.

At this moment in bed, desire is more important than reason. As soon as the thought flashed across her mind, her body took the first step, reaching down with her little hand and pressing it randomly.

When her hand touched his genitals, she was shocked to realize that the size of the man was terrifying.

There was a moment of panic, but she didn’t have time to withdraw her hand. He rubbed up and down, just grazing her young palm, and the skin there suddenly felt as hot as burning.

It was too late, he held her hand and prevented her from escaping.The next moment, the frequency of friction accelerated.

Wen Ying’s moans became even more uncontrollable, um um ah ah ah, each sound more charming than the other, yet so helpless, wet liquid dripped from the corner of her mouth, and the mouth below also opened and closed, suffused with moist honey.

She hugged him tightly and pressed her forehead against his chest.

The red lips opened, panting, brushing against He’s skin, tasting the man’s hot sweat.

There was still no penetration tonight, and the small vaginal opening was still tight, but the labia were rubbed until they were deep red and even a little swollen.

While he was kissing her breasts, two fingers were thrusting her lower body. She was completely wet from the thrusts.

He Ningxuan washed his hands in the bathroom. After washing, he came out and wiped them one by one with paper towels, from the root of his fingers to the tips of his fingers, extremely meticulously.Outsiders might think he has mysophobia.

Not long after waiting outside, he received a text message on his phone.

“Miss Wen seems to have another man. Do you know about this?” The tone was quite polite.

He Ningxuan ignored him at first, but when the other party kept saying it, he just replied a little bit to make the other party shut up.

Sheng Lin was a little unbelievable when he saw the text message.He had said so much and had provided evidence, but Mr. He, who had been cuckolded, could only reply with two words, “Something’s wrong.”

It’s strange, how could this be the reaction?Is it possible that my husband also has a mistress?Otherwise, how can you tolerate your wife cheating?This is interesting. Wen Ying and He Ningxuan probably have an open marriage, and they agreed early on to have their own separate lives.Sheng Lin came to this conclusion, but curiosity still drove him to ask the hotel for surveillance video.

He wanted to see who the adulterer was, and Wen Ying was fascinated.