Chapter 109

Kirk saw a hot woman lying on the bed, even sexier than Julie.

Although she was dressed, the cool attire couldn't hide her well-proportioned figure.

Her breasts stood high, pushing up her clothes, almost making Kirk's nose bleed.

What made Kirk even more unable to resist was that the woman was touching her breasts, squeezing them continuously.

And her other hand was placed between her legs, with alluring moans escaped her mouth from time to time.

Suddenly, Kirk remembered that Julie mentioned a relative coming to visit, probably this woman.

After watching for a while, Kirk realized Wendy's appearance and became even more excited.

Especially those breasts and the deep cleavage, leaving him unable to speak and dry-mouthed.

If it were Julie, Kirk would have already pounced on her and inserted his cock into her vagina.

But Wendy was different. Kirk heard from Julie that Wendy was well-connected and knowledgeable, so he didn't dare to act recklessly.

After some thought, Kirk gently picked up Wendy's stocking-clad foot and rubbed it against his glans.

It was so exciting, even more stimulating than directly invading her body.

Kirk continued to rub his cock with Wendy's stocking-clad foot, and just as he was about to ejaculate, he suddenly heard some noise in the yard. 

Thinking someone was coming back. He quickly put on his pants, and hastily left the room.

Just as he hid, Oliver leisurely walked in. Kirk felt relieved for a moment, then started thinking about how to win this beauty over.

Meanwhile, Wendy was gradually waking up in the room.

When she remembered the dream, her face flushed.

She reached down and felt wetness, confirming it was vaginal discharge.

That jerk, not letting her rest properly yesterday, and even coming to bother her in her dreams when she fell asleep!

But when she thought of the taste of William's big cock in the dream, Wendy felt a bit horny and restless.

She had always believed in her principles, but knowing that Julie had started cheating with other men made her feel confused.

Julie could at least meet Gabriel regularly, but Wendy hadn't seen Powell for almost half a year.

How could she endure this for so long?

Wendy's biggest confusion now was how to deal with William.

Under William's relentless pursuit, her boundaries were being gradually crossed.

Sometimes Wendy thought, 'Maybe she should just indulge once, like a few times before, but it only made her feel more guilty.'

Since it had already come to this, why pretend to be ignorant?

Although she thought this way, when it came down to it, Wendy hesitated.

Unable to figure it out after much thought, Wendy decided to stop thinking about it.

When she tried to get out of bed, she felt something wrong with her feet, noticing they were wet and smelled of semen.

Did William just masturbate with her feet? But wasn't he out with Julie?

Wendy took off her stockings, then proceeded to remove her denim shorts and wash her underwear.

At that moment, William suddenly burst into the room.

"Wendy, I'm back," William entered and saw Wendy taking off her pants.

Her shorts were down to her knees, her two slender legs swaying in front of him. Although William had just fucked Julie, he immediately thought of last night when Wendy knelt in front of him naked, with shiny pubic hair exposed, vagina still dripping with discharge, and his cock quickly hardened again.

Startled by the sudden intrusion, Wendy couldn't tell who it was and fell back on the bed, raising her butt even higher. Her underwear was soaked, leaving her exposed in front of William.

"Wendy, don't be afraid, it's me!" William quickly reassured her, then helped her up, but his other hand couldn't help but caress Wendy's butt.

Compared to Julie's butt, Wendy's was better - round, firm, and elastic.

Relieved to see it was William, Wendy sighed, then scolded him, "Jerk, knock before you enter! You scared me!"

Seeing him still touching her butt, Wendy coquettishly said, "Stop touching, what if someone sees?"

William stopped, but thought to himself that even if Julie saw, it didn't matter, as he had already conquered her.

In the afternoon, everything went peacefully. During dinner, William felt someone rubbing his leg under the table.

Looking down, he saw Julie had taken off her shoes and was using her foot to rub his leg.

When William looked over, Julie smiled and moved her foot up, pressing on his crotch and gently rubbing.

Soon, William's cock hardened, but he still pretended to be peaceful while enjoying Julie's service.

After dinner, Oliver, feeling weak, went to bed early.

Julie asked William and Wendy to her room to watch TV and chat.

Watching the two women on the bed, William secretly compared them and found Wendy more charming.

Initially, William was attracted by Wendy's appearance and her large breasts.

But after getting along with Wendy for some time, he found that she was not a simple woman.

If it was just to satisfy his physical needs, William could find Jenny, Mary, and Kay.

But only Jenny and Wendy could truly communicate with William on a deeper level.

Jenny was like a strict teacher, satisfying his physical needs while pushing him to improve.

On the other hand, Wendy cared about William's mental state, often having heart-to-heart conversations and listening to his inner struggles and frustrations while others couldn't do that.

Also, while Jenny satisfied William's physical needs, she wouldn't seriously discuss these matters with him.

Wendy kindly told him that physical needs were a very normal phenomenon and there was no need to hide it.

The most important point was that William already had Jenny, but had not completely obtained Wendy.

For men, what they couldn't get was always better.

Wendy and Julie chatted for a while, then asked, "Julie, can I take a bath here?"

"Yeah, but the solar water heater at home is broken. If you want to bathe later, I'll go heat some water. We'll have to make do like this for now," Julie explained with a smile.

"I see," Wendy pouted.

Feeling a bit groggy and uncomfortable from the stickiness on her body, Wendy decided to just rinse off casually.

Julie smiled, "Alright, I'll go heat the water. If you want to bathe, come over later."

After Julie left, Wendy sternly asked William, "Were you peeking at Julie the whole time? Watch your eyes, or I won't talk to you anymore."

"No!" William quickly explained, "I was looking at you the whole time!"

"Bullshit! I saw your eyes staring at her chest the whole time," Wendy snorted.

"I really wasn't looking at Julie, she's not as attractive as you. Why would I look at her instead of you?" William extorted.

"Stop arguing!" Wendy glared at William and said.

"Wendy, will you sleep with me tonight? Or I might won't be able to sleep otherwise," William said with a grin.

"No way, forget about it," Wendy blurted out.

How could Wendy agree to such a request?

If she really slept with him, Julie would definitely suspect something. Moreover, being bothered by William all night, she would never agree.

"Then just watch me fall asleep before you leave." William was not willing to give up.

"No way, you're not a child," Wendy said firmly, "Go to sleep, I'm going to take a bath."

In the bathroom, Julie had just finished bathing and helped Wendy change the water in the bathtub before leaving.

As Wendy lay in the bathtub, her tender body immersed in the water, it felt like her bones had been drained, making her feel limp and light, almost floating.

She saw her perky breasts swaying in the turbulent water, her pink nipples rising and falling like buoys on a stormy sea.

Wendy's hands rubbed her neck, and her exposed back, then moved to her breasts.

Her breasts were large, too big for one hand to hold.

Wendy's flat and firm abdomen, her long and slender thighs.

Further down, the limp hair swayed lightly in the water, resembling seaweed floating in the sea.

She lovingly caressed herself, pressing one hand, then the other, on her labia, which bloomed like flowers. She always thought her labia were tightly closed, a deep red color, very poignant and mysterious, like a rusty lock, holding countless heartbreaking stories. But those stories, like alcohol, easily evaporated. Once opened, they disappeared in an instant.

Wendy's fingers delicately touched the most intimate part of her body, opening up a beautiful pink world of desire.

Feeling dizzy, something was budding inside her, a fluid akin to a demonic essence spreading uncontrollably in her body. It was stirring, unstoppable, swirling in a vortex of bodily fragrance.

Wendy's eyes moistened in the dim light out of shame, her lips opening and closing under the rush of desire, her legs wriggling in the direction of pleasure.

She felt a fire igniting from her lower abdomen, growing stronger, burning her whole body as if engulfed in a raging fire, especially the itching sensation in her vagina, with vaginal discharge seeping out.

She didn't immediately insert her fingers into her increasingly warm vagina, but teasingly touched the sensitive inner thighs, causing a strange tickling sensation that shot straight to her head.

Wendy understood that the longer she delayed inserting her fingers into her itching vagina, the more intense the pleasure would be when she finally did.

Her hand, touching her thighs, gradually approached her moist vagina, gently caressing up and down.

Her stimulating touch made the itching in her vagina more intense. Wendy's round thighs entwined restlessly, rubbing against each other, her well-proportioned and fragrant body writhing in the bathtub, her alluring face blushing, her sculpted nose breathing heavily.

Finally, Wendy intermittently lightly inserted her fingers into her vaginal opening, then immediately withdrew them, causing her plump labia to eagerly contract each time her fingers entered, as if trying to hold onto them, but repeatedly missing.

Her intense stimulation made her vagina feel like a swarm of insects crawling and biting, sending waves of tingling sensations throughout her body.

Wendy's heart raced faster as her desire surged, her crystal-clear face affected by desire, charming and alluring, her lips no longer moaning but panting rapidly.

Wendy moaned, her beautifully sculpted body twisting vigorously from side to side.

Her symmetrical and lubricated thighs seemed unsure of where to place themselves, lifting up and down, curling and straightening, the tender skin blooming like flowers, vibrant and alluring.

The beads of sweat seeping out made her tender skin appear even more radiant and glossy under the light.

The flowing vaginal discharge made her labia appear even more red, swollen, and horny, resembling a baby's mouth, opening and closing eagerly, while the sticky white discharge flowed like a baby's drool.

Unable to resist any longer, Wendy forcefully inserted her fingers into her warm, wet, slippery vagina.

As soon as she inserted them, the hungry flesh inside her vagina immediately wrapped around her fingers tightly, with a strong suction pulling her fingers deeper into the bottom of her vagina.

Wendy vigorously thrust a few times, the long-awaited tingling sensation in her itching vagina immediately creating an indescribable and exhilarating pleasure, surging through her mind, rising to the top of her head, and spreading throughout her body.

Wendy's delicate and mature body trembled with pleasure, her exquisitely beautiful face blushed, her lips parted, not moaning but breathing rapidly in urgency.

Wendy's fingers forcefully thrust and plunged into her wet, soft, and hot vagina.