ENCROACHMENT 94-95

Chapter 94

Making love in such a special place made all her senses exceptionally sensitive.

She could hear the woman who had just said she wanted to try on clothes and the shopping assistant walking towards them, one after the other, with barely a sound, but each step landed on her sensitive and tense nerves.

As the woman approached, she knocked on the door and asked, “Is anyone there?” The sound of the knock resounded loudly in her ears, and for a moment, she thought they were knocking on their door.

She was truly afraid, like a small beast on guard at all times. Her already tight little opening squeezed even tighter around the huge sh*ft.

Wei Shi frowned, feeling overwhelmed by her suction.

The sh*ft buried deep inside her watery passage had only been inserted for a few seconds, yet it already aroused a desire to ejaculate. The tip of his c*ck oozing out some translucent pre-c*m.

“Damn it,” he cursed under his breath. He didn’t want to surrender so quickly. He quickly withdrew his sh*ft, but the narrow opening clung tightly around the egg-sized glans like a rubber band, refusing to let him pull out.

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Her long-neglected passage tightly embraced the thickness within, staging an unforgettable drama of intimacy.

“Hmm,” she bit her lip, involuntarily drawn to him, delicately feeling his presence.

She closed her eyes, imagining how his veined sh*ft curved, pushing through her tender flesh, pressing against her core;

How it teased her, slowly withdrawing, making her delicate lips tremble.

She seemed to hear his “affection” for her, not just the subtle sounds of their bodies rubbing together, but also his hot and urgent breath in her ear, and the pounding heartbeat behind her.

Blending with her beloved felt so wonderful.

It made her forget the time and place, only knowing he was close, truly existing beside her.

He thrust deeply into her moist pink passage, his left hand gripping her small waist, feeling the firmness of her abdomen beneath, his sh*ft moving in and out rhythmically.

His eyes darkened as he observed her reaction in the mirror.

She bore it with a restrained expression, cheeks flushed with crimson, lips slightly parted but voiceless, all her moans locked deep in her throat.

This sultry appearance was nothing like the dignified judge she used to be.

“Heh,” he chuckled lightly, his right hand fondling her tender br*asts, suddenly pinching one of the adorable pink grapes, causing her to frown in slight pain, almost crying out.

She glared at him through the mirror, clearly scolding him, but those eyes, tinged with desire, lacked any real threat.

To him, it was just flirtation.

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Chapter 95: “Facing the Mirror”

His movements became faster, his thick sh*ft, roughly the size of her wrist, thrusting vigorously in and out of her slick and moist passage.

Her tender opening seemed like a never-ending spring, no matter how hard he pounded, it remained consistently wet.

Like drawing water from a well, he repeatedly plunged his mushroom head deep inside, bringing forth waves of clear honey.

The honey spilled, wetting their thighs. With each thrust, their private parts remained connected by ambiguous and lascivious strands.

“Mmm,” she covered her mouth with one hand, afraid she might scream, while the other hand pressed against the mirror in front of her.

In the cramped space, even the air felt thin.

She sweated profusely, her palms especially damp. Whenever she touched the smooth mirror, her hand would accidentally slip.

Wei Shi, behind her, wasn’t faring much better. His once neatly pressed white shirt now creased, sweat staining it like spilled ink, spreading in patches.

His hip movements made her b*ttocks ripple, her legs almost giving way, threatening to collapse.

Making love in front of a mirror felt somewhat surreal, especially when she saw the dark sh*ft thrusting between her slightly spread legs, elongating and shortening, a contradictory mix of secrecy and display.

Her panties and safety shorts hung haphazardly on her thighs, forming a small bridge that swayed with his thrusts, as if on the verge of collapsing.

A drop of lust dripped from her passage, forming a long, swaying thread, which suddenly fell onto her panties, leaving behind a glistening droplet.

Wei Shi found her underwear and safety shorts troublesome, so he simply tore them off, then lifted her right leg, resting it on his arm, taking most of her body weight..

This position allowed her to open her legs wide.

With just a glance in the mirror, they could see clearly a dark-skinned r*d thrusting rapidly in and out of her wet pink passage, piston-like in its motion.

She caught sight of it and let out a shy whimper, covering her eyes.

Behind her, he chuckled softly, “Never seen how your husband f*cks your little hole?”

“…Please stop,” she pleaded, feeling utterly embarrassed.

Wei Shi chuckled silently, no longer teasing her, just silently pounding her tender passage, his gaze deep as he looked at the mirror.

Her mound was clean and cute, resembling a small hill carved from white jade. Her swollen l*bia, split by his sh*ft, revealed a delicate and rosy cl*t.

Further down, her l*bia were forced apart, tightly gripping his thickness.

Her passage, like a small mouth, swallowed his sh*ft while secreting clear liquid, which dripped onto the floor, forming a small puddle.

The person next door seemed to have heard something and suddenly asked the shopping assistant, “Is there any renovation going on nearby? I swear I heard some strange noises.”

“No, I haven’t heard anything…” the shopping assistant replied earnestly.

The music playing in the store happened to switch to the next track, a lively rock song with even higher volume.

The pounding rhythm of the music masked the sounds of their lovemaking, as well as her occasional soft moans.

Wei Shi watched the lascivious scene before him, listening to the passionate music, unconsciously increasing the frequency of his thrusts.

His large sh*ft pounded fiercely into her tender passage, his t*sticles repeatedly striking her intimate area, as if eager to join in and penetrate that tight little hole alongside.

Shen Shuman’s core was being relentlessly stimulated, her body trembling, unable to withstand his ferocity. She murmured, “Gently…”

“No,” he refused, intensifying the thrusts slightly, his massive gl*ns grinding against her G-spot each time.

She was on the verge of screaming from the intense pleasure, but before her mouth could fully open, he inserted two fingers, forcing her to swallow her moans.

His fingers misbehaved in her mouth, twisting and thrusting restlessly, teasing her soft tongue, making it impossible for her to swallow saliva. She ended up drooling embarrassingly in front of him.

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Translator’s note: I got embarrassed translating. I swear, the sales assistant probably knowwwsss!!!! Ah, crazy!!!!