Tong Siqing's fair face was slightly covered with a hint of pink, and her watery eyes added a touch of charm, as if she was very resentful, very happy, very disgusted, and very enjoying. Fang Zhicheng slowly pulled the hand that was originally in his mouth under his body. Tong Siqing cooperated and held it, rubbing it up and down. The cool feeling spread from the root, making Fang Zhicheng call out in comfort.
Tong Siqing raised her upper body, put her other hand on Fang Zhicheng's neck, and offered her beautiful lips to him. Fang Zhicheng felt her soft tongue moving in his mouth, and a sweet and refreshing breath filled his mouth.
Everything happened in just a few minutes, from Tong Siqing actively inviting Fang Zhicheng to invade her, to the two of them becoming inseparable, it all happened so naturally.
Fang Zhicheng's hands were still exploring her full and erect breasts. He gently touched them and finally squeezed his fingers between her bra and breasts, squeezing them carefully. The heat waves rolled over her. Tong Siqing shook her head, and her long black hair spread out on the bed sheet...
The two of them hugged each other and entangled. Fang Zhicheng's hands unfastened the clasp on the back of her bra, and the elastic breasts were suddenly exposed. Fang Zhicheng easily held them in his hands, feeling the smoothness and softness there. His fingers stroked the nipples. The soybean-sized nipples solidified and hardened, while Tong Siqing's body became softer and softer.
Tong Siqing was completely lost in the stimulation brought by Fang Zhicheng, and let Fang Zhicheng do whatever he wanted. Fang Zhicheng's hands moved subconsciously, slowly sliding along her white and tender calves, and through the thin underwear, he explored the pubic mound where her thighs were exposed, then spread his two fingers, pressed against the two elastic legs, and touched the soft spot below her round pubic mound with his thumb.
Tong Siqing could hardly move at this moment, her whole body was filled with desire, she felt a surge of heat in her heart, and from time to time she trembled her red lips, asking for Fang Zhicheng's kiss...
Just as Fang Zhicheng's index finger was inserted into Tong Siqing's thin underwear, a snapping sound suddenly came from outside, waking the two of them up. The two old men outside were obviously having an awkward fight because of the battle on the chessboard. Tong Mengyuan took a chess piece and shook it into the chess box, saying, "The previous move doesn't count. My hand was shaking." Li Dehan said angrily, "Don't regret your move. If you are bad at chess, don't play with me in the future." Tong Mengyuan sighed, "Forget it, just consider it as me giving you the win." After saying that, the two of them frowned and continued to struggle on the chessboard.
Outside the chessboard, inside the room.
Fang Zhicheng sighed and said with a smile: "Sister Siqing, you don't need to remind me, I know you are fine now. However, I still want to remind you that you can never regret your move!"
Tong Siqing nodded, and with some desperate courage, she promised: "As long as you dare to make a move, then I will have no regrets."
Fang Zhicheng smiled, and without wasting any more time, he hugged Tong Siqing to his chest and let her squat on his legs. Tong Siqing slightly closed her almond eyes, her long eyelashes trembling, her soft pink lips kissed Fang Zhicheng's chest, her soft arms hung around his neck, and the room was filled with the panting of the two and the sound of their lips entangled together.
Fang Zhicheng straightened his body, supported Tong Siqing's back, and laid her flat. He quickly took off his clothes and pushed down her panties. The black curly hair was wet, and the soft part below was already wet. Tong Siqing's legs naturally spread apart, and Fang Zhicheng went straight in.
The moment of entry was like a fish leaping over the dragon gate or an eagle soaring into the sky. Tong Siqing's heart was swept by a flash of lightning. As the sudden entry came, she let out a relieved sigh. She could clearly feel the hardness and size of Fang Zhicheng's lower body, filling her emptiness.
She could no longer control her instinctive hunger, and raised her arms to hug Fang Zhicheng's neck. Fang Zhicheng clearly smelled the faint fragrance emanating from her face. Her beautiful eyes were closed, as if she was a little nervous and expectant.
Tong Siqing was so beautiful at this moment, with beads of sweat on her delicate nose and a blush on her round face. Fang Zhicheng couldn't help but think of Tong Siqing's usual seriousness. Now she had two completely different sides. Her coquettish temperament was hidden in her every move. Fang Zhicheng kept kissing her hair, face, neck, and breasts. He did not advance rashly with his lower body, but slowly probed in and pushed firmly into the depths of her flower heart.
Tong Siqing felt this deep penetration. She suddenly opened her five fingers and then dug them into Fang Zhicheng's skin, letting out a low moan in her throat.
Fang Zhicheng seemed not to feel any pain. He leaned over, bent his head, touched the round side of Tong Siqing's chest with the tip of his tongue, and circled around the outline, gently touching a point in the arc from time to time, and suddenly took that hard spot into his mouth, while thrusting his lower body forward. Tong Siqing arched her body slightly, and subconsciously cooperated by thrusting her body forward, bursts of phoenix sounds emanating from her mouth again, and her hands grasped weakly into the void, and finally buckled into Xiao Fang's skin again.
Tong Siqing is an absolute stunner, Fang Zhicheng sighed in his heart. Compared with Qin Yuming's shyness, Tong Siqing has an unusually strong vitality in bed. The extent of her flattery each time is not large, but it has enough suction, as if she wants Fang Zhicheng to merge into her body.
At this moment, Tong Siqing seemed to have forgotten something. She only had this nearly naked man in front of her. She had only one feeling in her heart, which was that she needed the man's hardness and firmness. She tried to lift her waist so that she could be closer to the man. She half-opened her charming almond eyes and whispered, "Secretary Fang, come here, Zhicheng, come here..."
Fang Zhicheng supported his hands on both sides of Tong Siqing, burning with desire in his body. The amplitude and speed of his movements gradually began to increase. Tong Siqing let out a moan from deep inside her body. Tong Siqing's face had been distorted due to being too excited. Fang Zhicheng was afraid that she would scream too loudly, so he took a corner of the pillow and stuffed it into her mouth. Her saliva flowed down the side of her mouth, wetting a large area of the pillowcase.
In the quiet house, both of them were suppressing their voices, but the sizzling sound of the water was unusually clear. With the rapid thrusting, Tong Siqing felt as if she was flooded. Every time the other party went deep into her, it seemed to hook out the itch deep in her heart. The magnetic pull made her feel like she was dying of ecstasy.
Tong Siqing felt the water flowing down the gap between her tightly clamped thighs. Her round white toes were bent. She held Fang Zhicheng's waist with both hands, and her breasts swayed, making her tremble again and again.
Fang Zhicheng hugged the young woman tightly, feeling the tight and full feeling, constantly chasing the speed of the sprint, feeling his lower body constantly hitting Tong Siqing's plump buttocks, and could touch the edge of the coming storm at any time.
"Xiao Fang, hug me." Tong Siqing panted weakly and moaned in Fang Zhicheng's ear.
Fang Zhicheng reached his hand under her body, supported Tong Siqing, and continued to thrust in a more stable posture.
"Ah ah..." Tong Siqing couldn't hold it in any longer, and Fang Zhicheng groaned roughly a few times. The tightening and throbbing deep inside made Fang Zhicheng finally unable to control himself.
Tong Siqing twisted and trembled, her lips and pink face rubbing and kissing Fang Zhicheng's face. Fang Zhicheng struggled to raise and lower his crotch with his legs entangled. Finally, Tong Siqing welcomed a blank moment. She only knew that every cell in her body was trembling, and Fang Zhicheng touched the deepest part of Tong Siqing's trembling, and the hot molten lava penetrated into the deepest part of her flower heart.
Both of them reached the climax in an instant, reluctant to part, as if time had stopped at this moment.
Tong Siqing was still savoring the moment. Even though she sensed Fang Zhicheng's decline, she continued to rub Fang Zhicheng's calves with her little feet.
After an unknown amount of time, the pillow that had been swaying rhythmically finally slid down powerlessly and hit the floor. After Tong Siqing's excitement, she found that Fang Zhicheng was still not satisfied, so she pushed him and said in a low, trembling voice, "Okay, okay, get up soon."
Chapter 0162: Betrayal with a Clear Mind
After doing something immoral, Tong Siqing lay in bed for a long time and couldn't fall asleep. As a mother of an eight-year-old child, she really couldn't accept what she had just experienced. Emotions were like a flood and broke down her mental defenses. In fact, she thought about it and thought that she might have already secretly fallen in love with Fang Zhicheng, so everything happened so naturally.
Unconsciously recalling the beauty of just now, she subconsciously clamped her legs together and felt herself getting wet again. She tossed and turned in bed, and finally got up and walked to the balcony.
The moonlight sprinkled from the sky, adding a touch of tenderness to her slightly dull makeup. She gently smoothed out the wrinkles on her loose and soft nightgown, and slowly withdrew her gaze from the sky. Her black hair fluttered in the wind of late summer and early autumn, covering her neck and a large area of snow-white skin underneath, making her look like a fairy descended from the fairyland. Anyone who saw her would not be angry or blasphemous, but would want to protect this tragic woman.
"Buzz..."
The phone on the bedside table vibrated a few times, pulling Tong Siqing back to reality. Tong Siqing walked over, turned on the screen saver, and found that Fang Zhicheng had sent a lot of words, divided into several text messages.
"Don't use the excuse of pain to explain what happened between us. What happened to the two of us, in the final analysis, still stems from the deep desire for each other in our hearts. Sister Siqing, from the first time we met, perhaps I fell in love with you. Yes, it was the kind of love and desire a man has for a woman. After that, every time I was with you, perhaps I was subconsciously planning for what happened tonight. When you pounced on me, I was nervous and happy at the same time, because isn't this what I really want deep in my heart? And I can feel the freedom and unrestrainedness in your bones from your voice, and I can feel the resonance of the soul from every tense of your body."
"So please don't use pain as an excuse, because tonight is so beautiful."
"Zhicheng, I hate you!" Tong Siqing replied with a text message.
"Why?" Fang Zhicheng quickly replied with a text message.
"Because you made me betray my marriage, and I felt at ease with it." After Tong Siqing finished speaking, she sighed and closed her eyes.
"It's not your fault, because anyone would probably do the same. And no one will know, this is our secret." Fang Zhicheng comforted.
"Whether anyone knows or not, my heart is filled with guilt. I'm even afraid to meet you tomorrow. It's not that I feel sorry for Lao Li, but I feel guilty towards the children and my parents." Tong Siqing wiped the corners of her eyes, tears flowing uncontrollably.
"Sister Siqing, please don't do this. It will make me worry about you." Fang Zhicheng sighed helplessly.