It was the first time someone had touched her like this, and Shui Qing’s face turned red with embarrassment. He truly treated her as his wife, vigorously fondling her little cherries.

He made her little cherries hard, and Shui Qing couldn’t take his fondling. She grabbed his hand, trying to push it away.

Shi Chen continued to fondle her, tugging at her little cherries, and asked in a husky, flirtatious voice, “Wife, does it feel good when I touch your buns?”

He was truly shameless. Shui Qing, or rather the original character, had only met him a few times before they were engaged. They had gone out together once and found each other attractive, so they got engaged. They had only met each other’s parents two or three times before he started fondling her little cherries and asking such flirtatious questions. Anyone overhearing might think they were very familiar with each other.

Shui Qing was a virgin. In the real world, she had never been in a relationship. She had worked for a few years but hadn’t found anyone suitable. She had planned to go on arranged dates this year, listen to her family, and find someone with good conditions to marry. But now, she had transmigrated here and probably couldn’t go back.

The original Shui Qing was also a virgin. Although she had been married before, her husband had never touched her. Coincidentally, right after their wedding, her husband was sent to the capital for training at a factory and was supposed to return after half a month.

On their wedding night, he was dead drunk and passed out. Early the next morning, he left, and half a month later, he was supposed to return but was hit and killed by a car. Shui Qing remained a virgin, but the villagers didn’t believe it since she had been married.

Shi Chen knew about Shui Qing’s past and didn’t mind. He just wanted her to be with him from now on.

Knowing that Shui Qing had been married, he didn’t hold back. He assumed she had experience and could go straight to inserting his meat rod into her flower cave.

Shui Qing looked at him, her face flushed, and said, “We shouldn’t do this. I don’t even know you that well.”

Shi Chen smiled, his eyes filled with desire, “Wife, we are married now. It’s natural for us to be intimate. I promise I will be gentle with your flower cave.”

Shui Qing bit her lip, feeling a mix of embarrassment and anticipation. She had never experienced this before, and the thought of his meat stick entering her made her both nervous and excited.

Shi Chen leaned in, his breath hot on her ear, “Trust me, wife. I will make you feel good.”

With that, he slowly guided his meat rod into her flower cave, feeling her tightness and warmth envelop him. Shui Qing gasped, her eyes widening at the sensation, but she didn’t push him away. Instead, she wrapped her arms around him, pulling him closer as they began their journey of intimacy.

However, Shui Qing had never been touched before, and even having her buns fondled was almost too much for her. Breathless, she looked at Shi Chen. She wanted to push him away but couldn’t, because he was too handsome. As someone who appreciated good looks, she wouldn’t encounter a man like this in real life. Now, seeing such a handsome man passionately fondling her buns, she simply couldn’t refuse.

She let him continue to fondle her buns.

Shi Chen removed her clothes, exposing her upper body. Just as Shui Qing was about to say something, Shi Chen’s mouth went straight to her little cherries, sucking and nibbling on them vigorously.

“Mmm—slow down—” Seeing his urgency, Shui Qing couldn’t help but say.

But he didn’t slow down; he was too eager. Having just kneaded her soft buns like dough, he wanted to suck on her little cherries. They were so soft and tender.

He sucked on her little cherries like a child drinking milk, making them swell and darkening the areolas. He thought his wife’s buns were so soft and large, even bigger than steamed buns.

He enjoyed himself immensely, squeezing her other bun so hard that it left red marks on Shui Qing’s fair skin, looking incredibly sensual.

After covering Shui Qing’s buns with shiny saliva, Shi Chen reluctantly left her buns and hurriedly removed his pants. He had come in drunk, but seeing his wife’s large buns had sobered him up instantly. He wanted to make love to his wife and make her wet.

Shi Chen unbuckled his belt and removed his pants, revealing his underwear, which was tented by his hard meat rod. He removed his underwear, and his meat rod sprang out. Shui Qing gulped at the sight of his exposed meat rod—it was too hard. If such a hard meat rod entered her, wouldn’t it kill her?

Shui Qing was scared, but Shi Chen couldn’t wait to put his meat stick into Shui Qing’s mouth to satisfy him. He didn’t have any experience in this area. Although he had married before, his wife hadn’t let him touch her, and he hadn’t been very interested. But he had heard stories from his army brothers.

A woman’s mouth is the most enchanting, so small and perfect for a man’s meat rod to slide into, letting her little mouth envelop it—truly soul-stirring and life-draining.

Many in the army were married and often shared stories about their wives. Although Shi Chen didn’t have a wife, he remembered some of these stories and wanted to try them with his own wife.

Now, he wanted to experience his wife’s little mouth on his meat stick. Shui Qing’s little mouth was so small and her lips were red and glossy, looking very tempting.

He held his meat rod, looking at Shui Qing with desire in his eyes, and commanded her in a husky voice, “Wife, use your little mouth to pleasure my meat stick.”

Shui Qing looked at his exposed meat stick—it was somewhat intimidating, not very attractive, mainly because it was too large, thick, and long. It looked like it wouldn’t fit in her mouth, and she feared she wouldn’t be able to take it, that it would tear her mouth. Plus, he hadn’t even showered, and she hesitated at the thought of taking it in her mouth. But seeing his hard meat stick, she felt herself getting wet down there. She was wearing traditional undergarments, as the original character was from a remote rural area and hadn’t adopted big-city fashions.

Her undergarments were soaked with her love juices.

Seeing Shui Qing’s lack of movement, Shi Chen thought she wasn’t going to pleasure him. He said, “Just do it like you did for your previous husband. however you did it for him, do the same for me.”

Shui Qing was taken aback—did Shi Chen also believe, like the villagers, that she had been intimate with her previous husband?

The stickiness between her legs was uncomfortable. She rubbed herself down there, feeling incredibly itchy, and then took Shi Chen’s meat rod into her mouth.

Although she didn’t have experience, she had watched videos and seen her share of adult films. She stuck out her little pink tongue and licked the tip of his meat stick. With just that soft lick, she felt Shi Chen’s body shudder.

Shi Chen finally understood what soul-stirring meant. Watching Shui Qing’s tongue lick his meat rod, he felt a tingling sensation all over his scalp. Shui Qing took the tip into her mouth, but it was too thick to take in fully. She struggled for a while, her cheeks bulging with the effort.

As Shui Qing took his meat rod into her mouth, her tongue continued to tease the tip. Her little mouth was so tight that Shi Chen was breathless and felt like he was about to lose control.

After a brief moment, Shi Chen pulled his meat rod out of her mouth and pressed Shui Qing onto the bed, a hard wooden board with a thin mattress.

Shi Chen couldn’t wait any longer; he wanted to insert his meat rod into her little flower cave right away.

He roughly removed her undergarments, which were soaked with her love juices—she was so aroused. He exposed her intimate area, revealing black pubic hair and tightly closed petals with a narrow slit. This was the first time he had seen a woman’s intimate area, and Shi Chen was ready to insert his meat rod into her. Not knowing exactly how to do it, he just pushed it in.

The pain made Shui Qing cry out. Shi Chen thought he just needed to follow the slit, but it wasn’t working.

Shui Qing began to wonder if people in this era didn’t understand how to do this properly. Was he really just going to push it in like that?

Seeing Shui Qing in pain, Shi Chen pulled his meat rod back and apologized, “I’m sorry, wife. I’m drunk today. I’ll go take a shower, and we’ll consummate our marriage tomorrow.”

Shui Qing watched him hurriedly leave, looking embarrassed.”

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