The Curse of Desire-Chapter 161. Gold-digger widow (16) Mr Feng is really good at kneading (H)
Bai Qiuyi hadn’t quite figured out why Feng Xing invited her to stay the night, and she still hadn’t. But that didn’t matter. Her words from earlier had made her position clear: she was willing and wanted to have a relationship with Feng Xing, not for his money, but simply to fulfill her physical needs.
Perfect. Inside, Bai Qiuyi felt a bit of anticipation and excitement, thinking that tonight she should be able to sleep with the man and and eat his cock. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com
When Feng Xing asked her if she could look after Yang Yang for him since he wanted to take a bath, Bai Qiuyi agreed without hesitation: “Okay, go ahead~”
Feng Xing glanced at her and went into the bathroom. He thought since since the little woman wanted to solve her physiological needs, he might as well cooperate with her. Anyway, both of them were single, so when they met each other’s physical needs, they might be able to develop a relationship.
Feng Xing thought that things could easily progress from this point. There didn’t seem to be anything about her that he found unsatisfactory. Whether their relationship could evolve into something more would depend on Bai Qiuyi.
Feng Xing looked at his erection, held it, soaped it up, and washed it carefully. After that, he looked in the mirror touched his stubbled cheeks and chin, picked up the razor, shaved them, and brushed his teeth along the way.
Life needs a bit of pomp and circumstance1, and Feng Xing felt that he had done enough to prepare for the date.
He checked himself once more. He was only wearing a pair of shorts, and his upper body was naked. He swaggered into the living room.
The terrain in their community had been relatively high, and the window facing Feng Xing’s living room happened to overlook a relatively low-lying building. If one didn’t stand by the window, people outside couldn’t see inside, but Feng Xing had still closed the curtains when he came out. Bai Qiuyi sat on the sofa, not watching TV, but simply watching him. There was really nothing negative to say about his figure. He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, well-developed chest muscles, neatly arranged abdominal muscles, and a bit of abdominal hair, which was very arousing.
Watching Feng Xing walking towards her, Bai Qiuyi felt that the man was simply a walking hormone. The key was that there was a long and thick rod hidden in his crotch.
When Feng Xing walked over, he was also staring at Bai Qiuyi. When he saw the little woman’s gaze falling on him openly, he also let her look openly.
When Feng Xing walked to sit next to Bai Qiuyi, he immediately reached out his hand, hooked her waist and brought her towards his chest.
With his strong, powerful grip, Bai Qiuyi was drawn close to his chest, and in an instant, she was enveloped by his warm, masculine breath. Bai Qiuyi’s body went numb, then became limp.
Feng Xing noticed that her body had softened into his chest. He still held her waist with one hand, and directly touched the hem of her clothes with the other hand, playing with her big breasts through the bra, kneading and squeezing, “Afraid?”
Listening to what the woman just said, the only man she had ever known was her husband. Feng Xing was worried that even when she seemed to be carefree and relaxed, when things happened, she would be afraid.
“No…” Bai Qiuyi put a hand on the big paw that was rubbing her chest, “I’m looking forward to it… Ah~ Mr. Feng, you are so good at kneading~”
Feng Xing’s breathing suddenly became heavy. He tilted his head and kissed Bai Qiuyi’s ear, blowing his hot breath on her ear, “Didn’t your husband know how to rub them?”
He didn’t know why he asked this question. It felt like his mouth had a mind of its own.
His hand directly pushed up Bai Qiuyi’s bra, and his hot palm caught one of her breasts. The thin calluses on his palm scraped her delicate and sensitive skin, and the nipple at the top was pinched between his fingers and twisted.
1、The phrase “生活需要儀式感” (shēnghuó xūyào yíshì gǎn) suggests that life should have moments of formality or specialness that elevate ordinary events, making them more meaningful. Feng Xing feels that he has adequately created such a moment or performed the necessary actions to instill that sense of ritual in the situation.
