There was a significant difference in physique between Zhao Tienan and the Mute Wife.

Zhao Tienan stood at 1.83 meters, weighing over 150 pounds, looking particularly burly and full of masculine aura.

The Mute Wife was only 1.58 meters tall, weighing just around 80 pounds, a true slender beauty, frail and evoking pity.

Yet despite such a big difference in body size, the Mute Wife always took the initiative.

"Mm, ah..."

She actually pinned Zhao Tienan underneath her, her tender lips bewilderingly kissing.

From lips to neck, to chest, to abdomen, all the way down.

"Mm, ha!"

A deeply satisfying gasp suddenly escaped Zhao Tienan's throat.

The Mute Wife buried her head between his legs, her moist tongue gently sucking at the soft flesh of his thighs, a feeling as though soaring to the heavens.

Zhao Tienan's legs both tensed up at that moment, and the soft flesh inside his thighs trembled with delight.

So thrilling!

At this moment, the Mute Wife was like a little wildcat, clearly wanting to leave her mark on every inch of Zhao Tienan's skin.

Zhao Tienan had never enjoyed such thorough and earnest service before, and the Mute Wife didn't mind the sweat pouring off Zhao Tienan due to his excitement.

"You, come on top."

After indulging in a comprehensive set of kisses, Zhao Tienan's whole body had become unbearably hot, ready and waiting.

"..."

The Mute Wife obediently nodded, slowly squatting over Zhao Tienan's waist.

She lightly bit her lower lip, her short black hair scattered messily across her fragile face, her delicate features stunningly beautiful.

The Mute Wife was like an injured angel, though she had suffered much abuse, she remained bright and tender, gentle like water.

"Mm..."

The Mute Wife tentatively sat down, her slender neck stretching back, her brows knit tightly.

The sound she made was painful, but her eyes, which could speak volumes, told Zhao Tienan she was very satisfied, very happy at this moment.

During the next hour, the painful sounds gradually gave way to unrestrained joy.

Cao Lei, living in the neighboring room, was awakened.

"Zhao is just too much, watching films at night, and at such high volume!"

Cao Lei curled up in her bed, muttering.

She had no idea what was happening in the next room, but the high-pitched, enchanting sounds made her body hot and restless.

Gradually, Cao Lei's hands began to move restlessly.

One squeezed the proud peak on her left side, while the other reached between her legs.

"Mh, hm..."

Cao Lei matched the rhythm from next door, tormenting her tender body from slow to fast.

She didn't know what was happening to herself, becoming increasingly amorous, and with just a little stimulation, she was sinking deep into shy desire.

"Zhao, Zhao, please, harder, don't hold back on me..."

In the heat of the moment, Cao Lei called out Zhao Tienan's name with her eyes closed, realizing then she couldn't live without this man.

After some time, the sounds from next door finally ceased.

Cao Lei could finally breathe a sigh of relief, but the sheets were a sodden mess, her hands felt as if soaked.

Wet, sticky, especially uncomfortable.

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