Qian Jun was deft with his hands, first unbuttoning his wife's loungewear.
With the buttons undone, the garment fell open to either side.
Beneath was a flesh-colored bra, unfortunately, the kitchen window was open.
Qian Jun then undid the buttons of Chen Li's bra, and as the straps loosened, Chen Li instinctively wanted to hide.
"Don't do this, what if someone outside sees?"
"They can't see, our floor is so high and the window isn't big. Just listen to me."
Obeying her husband's order, Chen Li took off her undergarment.
Not knowing if it was the drugs at work, Qian Jun felt his performance was quite good that day.
He buried his face in his wife's chest, licking and nibbling while she could only endure it.
"Husband, stop it now, I still have to wash the dishes."
"What dishes? Just let them soak in the water."
Chen Li moaned intermittently, the two little red grapes most sensitive, teased first one then the other by her husband.
