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This novel contains explicit sexual scenes and is intended for readers aged 18 and over (or the legal age in your country).
The content is pure fiction and does not endorse or approve of inappropriate, illegal, or immoral behavior in real life.
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These breasts seemed full of the vitality of a beautiful, pure teenager—looking even younger, purer, and more aesthetic—with a vast expanse of white skin interrupted only by tiny, bean-sized nipples. Visually, it was striking.
Gulp.
Li Bin swallowed hard, glancing nervously around; they were in a dimly lit underground parking lot with no one nearby.
After thinking for a moment, his mind grew bolder, his heart pounded rapidly, and his whole body trembled with excitement.
"Ha! Ha! I'm just going to touch her breasts a little! My sister-in-law's breasts are too tempting! It's unbearable! Ha! Ha! Wen Ting, your brother-in-law doesn't mean it. You're just too irresistible! I swear! Just a touch! Just one touch will be enough!"
After all, he was with his sister-in-law, who wasn't fully grown yet, and thinking about what he was doing, Li Bin felt a twinge of guilt.
But Wen Ting's breasts were too tempting. Originally, he only wanted to look at her and then take her home.
However, after seeing her, desire consumed him—he couldn't resist touching, feeling what it was like to hold those full, round, pure breasts brimming with youthful charm.
Li Bin turned Wen Ting around, positioning her back against him, then slipped his hands under her armpits to grasp her breasts from behind, lifting them slightly. They were fleshy, firm, and elastic, heavy like two big water bags.
Touching Wen Ting's watermelon-like breasts, they weren't as soft as his wife Wen Wan's teardrop-shaped ones. In his first experience, Li Bin felt they weren't as comfortable as his wife's breasts.
With trembling hands, Li Bin held Wen Ting's breasts, massaging them lightly. He felt they were too firm, not as soft as Wen Wan's, but they had a firmness and elasticity only a teenager could possess.
This young girl's breasts, Wen Ting's, hadn't yet fully developed and still had plenty of potential to grow. Li Bin reckoned that once past adolescence, they could outsize Wen Wan's, even rivaling his mother-in-law Shen Han's G-cup breasts. With some development and massage, they might even surpass her mother-in-law's.
Current state: Asleep, unconscious, uncomfortable.
Achievement unlocked: Wen Ting, the sister-in-law's bare breast massage. Reward: +2 to constitution (75).
"Mmm… It's so uncomfortable! No! Mmm… No! No!" With Li Bin's touches, Wen Ting's cheeks flushed an unusual shade, and a faint spring-like hue appeared on her beautiful face.
With her eyes closed, her eyelashes trembled, showing signs of pain and struggle. Wen Ting writhed in her sleep, turning her head, biting her lips, letting out unconscious, chaotic moans.
Her long, slender legs moved uncontrollably, her weak hands flailed—sometimes grabbing Li Bin's hands on her breasts, sometimes reaching back to clutch his neck.
Seeing his sister-in-law Wen Ting's youthful, enticing appearance, Li Bin, as an experienced man, knew she was feeling something from his touches.
Women's breasts are highly sensitive, especially in a teenager with large ones. With each of Li Bin's caresses, Wen Ting's body heated up. The alcohol had dulled her rational control, letting her instincts take over.
Looking at his sister-in-law Wen Ting in this alluring state, Li Bin's desire was uncontrollable. With every step he took, unopposed by Wen Ting, his boldness grew.
He'd already kissed and touched her, and now, if he didn't go further, he felt his penis would explode. At that moment, his member was swollen and painfully hard, like a blazing iron rod.
With Wen Ting in his arms, Li Bin could no longer restrain his lust. With one hand on her breasts, the other began sliding downward.
At this point, he felt no guilt or remorse—his mind was dominated by sexual desire, focused solely on having his sister-in-law, whose youthful figure was so tantalizing. Wen Ting was wearing tight jeans.
The blue jeans hugged her long, straight legs, making them look even slimmer and more appealing.
Li Bin's hand slid from Wen Ting's flat stomach toward her waist, seeking to enter the intimacy of her hips…
"Mmm… No… Let me go! No! I want to go home! Home!"
But then, Wen Ting began moaning in a fearful tone, her body tensed, trembling, clearly frightened.
Li Bin quickly pulled his hand back before he could go further, looking at Wen Ting's state with concern.