He Qianhui's voice was soft and seductive, filling the bedroom with an ambiguous aura.
That voice shouldn't be listened to closely, or else one's bones would turn to jelly.
If one couldn't avert their gaze, then closing one's eyes was the only option.
Zhang Hao kept reminding himself inwardly that he couldn't do that kind of thing with his sister-in-law.
Seeing him stand still like a log, He Qianhui took the initiative to walk forward two steps.
She came up to Zhang Hao, grabbed his hand, and gently placed it on her lavish breasts.
"Ah... Ah..."
Zhang Hao's mind buzzed as if it had been electrocuted, and as he fiercely opened his eyes, he saw his sister-in-law's face full of pleasure.
His own hand, as if having a mind of its own, actually started to grab and knead...
"Sister-in-law, I... It's not like..."
He Qianhui bit her lip, frowning as she said, "Yes, that's it, use some force, your cousin loves these boobs the most."
Hearing this, Zhang Hao broke out in a cold sweat; his cousin was just outside the door.
If word of today's incident got out, how could he raise his head in front of relatives and friends?
He Qianhui's soft moans and groans continued without end, incessantly stimulating Zhang Hao's brain.
Not taking such a lascivious woman in front of him would be absurd.
He woke up every morning with an erection, just lacking a woman.
Now that his sister-in-law was in heat, which man could withstand it? Zhang Hao felt his reasoning was at a critical point, one more stimulus and he was going to take serious action!
He Qianhui, feeling that the stimulation on top wasn't enough, took one of Zhang Hao's hands and placed it between her legs.
Leaning into his ear, she breathed, "Touch me, touch your sister-in-law, I'm itching to death."
The hot breath from her nose brushed Zhang Hao's face.
Zhang Hao's hand didn't move, but the juices from the depths of He Qianhui's secret garden had already begun to flow.
Zhang Hao tried to restrain himself, and asked in surprise, "Sister-in-law, when... when did you get so wet?"
He Qianhui didn't answer, instead stretching out her arms to wrap them around Zhang Hao's neck.
Her voice was soft as she said, "Of course it's because your sister-in-law is too lustful, your cousin's thing can't satisfy me."
Zhang Hao yanked his hand back abruptly; he still couldn't bring himself to do such a thing, pushing He Qianhui away with the last of his rationale.
"Sister-in-law, that area for me actually isn't as good as you might imagine, let's leave it at that for today."
If the woman in front of him hadn't been his sister-in-law, maybe he really would have gone for it.
If the bedroom door couldn't be opened, then the only escape was the window.
Without giving his sister-in-law a chance to react, Zhang Hao stepped on a stool to reach the windowsill, opened the window, and jumped out, then ran away.
Liu Gang outside the bedroom heard a noise and got up to check, only to see Zhang Hao's retreating figure in a panic.
He couldn't help but regret immensely that while he had thought of blocking the door, he had forgotten that the window could also serve as an escape. It seemed the next time he would have to seal the window for sure.
He refused to believe that nothing could happen when a man and a woman were alone together in a room, unless Zhang Hao was like him, all show and no go, a useless wretch.
Opening the bedroom door, Liu Gang walked in and saw his wife: "You're really useless, you can't even seduce Hao, what's the use of you?"
As Liu Gang spoke, he moved closer, but seeing his wife's flushed face, he felt a reaction in his own loins.
With a swishing sound, he unbuckled his belt and took out his dark and stubby thing, stroking it briefly in his hand.
"Slutty bitch, come here, suck it for your man," he commanded.
He Qianhui didn't dare disobey her husband's orders, briskly sitting up on the bed.
Seeing her man's thing, which looked like a small silkworm cocoon, she almost felt nauseated.
If she didn't listen to him, she would not escape a beating.
Kneeling, He Qianhui opened her little cherry mouth, first kissing it gently, then preparing to suck.
Liu Gang closed his eyes, occasionally letting out moans of pleasure.
"That's right, like that, you're pretty skillful at it, so why couldn't you handle it with Hao?"
He Qianhui ignored the comments, with thoughts of Zhang Hao's big manhood filling her mind.
Even through his trousers, the bulge was so evident, she reckoned it could fill her mouth just with the head.
Whenever she and her girl friends talked about it, they bragged between the lines about how their men's things were like a donkey's, sometimes hurting them from being too rough.
Whenever this topic came up, He Qianhui would usually laugh it off. If she was really asked about it, to save her own man's face, she had to help cover it up.
While sucking Liu Gang, all He Qianhui could think about was Zhang Hao's ample endowment.
The more she thought about it, the more frenzied she became, and a secreted fluid began to flow from between her legs, trickling down her thighs.
Liu Gang saw that his wife was behaving oddly, as if she was getting excited, and pinched her ample breast.
He Qianhui, taken by surprise, let out a cry of "ah," and a bud of honeydew simply burst forth from between her legs.
He scooped up his wife horizontally, threw her onto the bed, steadied his "little guy," and prepared to get going, but the moment he touched her, he went limp instantly.
No matter how Liu Gang fiddled with it, he could not get it to stiffen up again.
He Qianhui's legs were already spread wide open, thinking that her man could do it this time.
But at the critical moment, it fizzled out again.
"Why is it like this again, if it really won't work, just keep using your hand."
As He Qianhui spoke, she placed her hand between her legs, which was already a vast ocean.
Liu Gang clicked his tongue with an ugly expression on his face.
"It's your fault for being useless. Hao can't even be seduced. Is it because you haven't put in the effort, or do you not want to have children for the Liu family?"
He Qianhui snorted and said, "If I didn't want to have kids, would I be lying here naked right now? Always blaming me, why don't you make Hao obey?"
In fact, Liu Gang knew in his heart that his wife had tried her best; the main problem was Zhang Hao being too cunning.
He verbally agreed, but didn't take any real action.
But as a big man, which one wouldn't care about what's in their trousers?
"Come on, I've found some new films these last few days, you watch and learn."
Liu Gang took out his mobile phone, opened the website from his favorites folder, and with a single click, the moans of wanton women filled the room.
At this critical juncture, the more He Qianhui watched the films, the more uncomfortable she felt, as if there were insects crawling over her body.
In her mind, she couldn't help thinking that if Zhang Hao were to have his way with her, she'd probably be wilder than the women in the movies.
Suddenly, a hand reached between her legs—the hand of Liu Gang, who had taken a small toy and pushed it into her in the midst of her wetness.
Before He Qianhui could react, he pressed the switch.
The strong vibrations stimulated He Qianhui's secret garden, causing her legs to sometimes clutch tightly, sometimes relax, as she nearly bit her lower lip till it bled.
"Look at how proactive this woman is. Hao is not an outsider; you don't have to worry about being a little slutty with him, he definitely won't tell."
By this time, He Qianhui's mind was occupied by lust.
Whatever Liu Gang said, she simply agreed.
Seeing his wife so cooperative, Liu Gang pressed the remote control again, intensifying the vibrations of the toy.
The sudden increase made He Qianhui moan non-stop, grabbing Liu Gang's hand and placing it on her breast.
"Husband, I want you!"
While playing with her cherry, Liu Gang said, "Then you must promise me, next time you're alone with Hao, you have to let him have his way with you."
"Mm, I know, husband, harder!"
Watching his wife act so lasciviously, Liu Gang squeezed hard, and the fullness in his hand began to deform.
After about ten minutes, He Qianhui's body trembled, and she let out a long sigh of relief.
But after the pleasure, there came a wave of emptiness, and He Qianhui came back to her senses. She removed the object from inside her and tossed it aside.
"Feeling good now, you even know how to be shy, forgetting how you just were."
He Qianhui didn't bother to respond to Liu Gang, turned over and wrapped herself in the blanket, planning to take a nap, when Liu Gang's hand became restless.
It kept roaming on her body, seemingly trying to arouse her passions once more.
Seeing that his wife had no reaction, Liu Gang gave up.
He got out of bed, put on his pants, and before leaving, said to He Qianhui, "Remember what you just said, don't let Hao get away next time."
Upon hearing the door close, He Qianhui rolled over from her side to her back, blankly gazing at the ceiling as tears involuntarily began to slide down her face.
She should have tried it before getting married. If she had known that Liu Gang was impotent, things wouldn't have come to this.
The mobile phone still lay by the pillow, with the woman's screams still playing. He Qianhui wiped away her tears, dragged the time slider of the little film back to the beginning, and started watching again.
Watching how that woman served the man, He Qianhui, being a clever woman, had already picked up on a few tricks after several short films.
The most sensitive spot on a man is the head. When the time comes, a little blow, pluck, tap, and hum should bring down any man.
He Qianhui looked down at her own figure. It couldn't compare to those models, but it had its curves where it should, plumpness where needed, and slenderness in the right spots.
Thinking of the bananas left uneaten in the living room, He Qianhui immediately got out of bed, grabbed one and came back, looking at the banana and involuntarily laughed.
This fruit and a man's thing, they're so similar.
As she thought this, her mouth opened.