The neighborhood is quiet, and the sound of the couple's breathing echoes. When the futon is pulled back, the warm, fragrant breath of the married woman brushes against the face. A leg, thigh, slowly extending from the gap in the futon, and a finger gradually tracing upwards. The wife, realizing it was not her husband, was wet between her legs with tension and a sense of transgression, thinking of what would happen if her husband woke up. And then semen was released into her vagina, and the married woman had a look of pleasure and transgression.
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