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The air in the crowded elevator was electrifying, every breath crackling through the air until it hit Hua Yong adding to the twisting sensation in her body. In the back of the square space, they stood flush against each other. A cool hand had danced up the back of her thighs to slip under her soft teal dress and connect with her clothed ass. As the enclosure ascended higher, Mrs. Sheng rubbed a light rhythm before ripping her hand away.

To say that she fell in love with her wife due to her kindheartedness and loving nature would seem like a falsehood. Her wife, her lovable mate, was being unfathomably cruel tonight.

It started as soon as they got off of work. Her wife was stripping out of her work suit, a pinstripe skirt set instead of her usual pants. The dark material had been tailored to perfection to hug her wife's curvaceous figure. It was a newer suit, one Hua Yong had bought during the last business trip of theirs that overlapped.

She had made her wife's cup of afternoon tea and was bringing it to her when she came face to face with her wife rolling off her tights. As she stood up to drop them in the dirty clothes basket, the accents of her lace undergarments gleamed from the overhead lights.

"You're always staring at me, perv," said Shaoyou, moving to get some comfortable clothes.

Closing the distance between them to envelope Shaoyou from behind, dropping her head in the juncture of her neck to place a firm kiss. "I'm your wife, the only person who has that right."

Raising an eyebrow, she replied, "Oh is that right Mrs. Hua."

"Of course, when have I ever lied to my Mrs. Sheng," said Hua Yong, nipping at the tender skin.

Eyes locking in the mirror, a teasing smile appeared on her wife's face. "When?"

"Mrs. Sheng," she whined, "You've forgiven me, that doesn't count." Turning to dig deeper into the tender flesh before her, she licks a long strip up the side of Shaoyou's neck.

With a heavy breath, Shaoyou said, "I guess not."

They fell into a calm rhythm, rocking back and forth in each other's embrace. It was broke as Shaoyou turned in her arms, setting her elbows on her shoulders.

Her wife pushed some of her hair behind her ear and said, "Let's go out to eat."

A smile broke out on her face, "Is Mrs. Sheng asking me on a date?"

"One you already had planned," said Shaoyou, dropping her hand to her back. She placed a quick kiss on her lips and smacked her ass before pushing her away with a wink. "Go get dressed."

She watched Shaoyou sashay to the bathroom, member filling at her wife's retreating figure. Moving to go and search for an outfit for their date, she dropped her head on the rack wishing for resilience for tonight.

That is how they found themselves in a restaurant above the skies face to face with her wife butchering that hardly forged resilience brewing under her skin every few seconds.

Her wife was radiant where she sat in front of her. Shaoyou was wearing a mini halter neck dress in a delicious flowy plum with some matching strappy heels. Gold accessories danced under the dim light over their table, especially the ring stack made up of some of the anniversary rings Hua Yong gifted over the years. Her inky black hair was pinned in a curly bun with two strands falling to frame her face.

Shaoyou browsed the menu innocently looking like sex incarnate, while a heeled foot sinfully brushed up and down her leg.

Clearing her throat of drool, Hua Yong asked, "Sweetheart, have you decided what you wanted."

"Yes, have you baby," replied Shaoyou, looking up from the thick paper.

Nodding, she signaled for a waiter and quickly rattled off their order. The entire time she was ordering the waiter's eyes never left her wife, who was looking out the window. She was going to make sure he was fired, since they had entered he had been ogling her wife. She couldn't rip out those filthy eyes, Mrs. Sheng wouldn't want that, so him getting fired would have to do.

Turning back to face her, Shaoyou sent her a small smile as she reached to refill her wine glass. Maybe she should push it to the side, there was a slight flush on Shaoyou's cheeks and this was her third glass. The glass was set back onto the table as Shaoyou placed a hand palm up on the covered surface. Placing her hand into her wife's, she allowed for her to use it to fidget with. They entered into light conversation as they waited for their food to come.

Overall, it was a decadent meal filled with flavor. The wine was perfectly paired with the course. But the view. Goodness, the view was what made it worth the hassle.

As they made their way to the elevator, Hua Yong kept a firm hand on the small of Shaoyou's back, guiding her through the restaurant and making sure everyone unequivocally knew that she was hers.

The chrome doors closed and she lunged. She crashed her mouth into Shaoyou's, backing her into the wall so she could trap that titillating body in her arms. Their tongues tangled nastily as Hua Yong deepened the arc of Shaoyou's neck, diving into that hot cavern exploring every crevice of it. Lifting her wife's body to sit on the handle, she herded between her legs to rub their sexes together. Shaoyou's strong legs latched around her hips, crossing her ankles to pull Hua Yong closer into her.

Breaking their kiss, Hua Yong dropped her mouth onto Shaoyou's tender neck. She worked her tongue over the sensitive gland drawing a low moan from her wife. Just as she opened her mouth to bite onto the edge of the gland, a ding rang through the elevator as they had reached the first floor.

With much effort, she pulled away to smooth the fabric of their dresses out. A grin curled on her lips from the chrome reflecting how her wife's flush had intensified and crawled to the tip of her ears. With a hand on the door sensor to keep it open, she let her wife step out of the square space first. Shaoyou passed the doors throwing an irritated stare at her and scoffed.

Following her wife out the elevator, she fell behind her as they made their way to the waiting car to get a view of that delectable ass swishing. As they exited the building, the driver opened the door for them to enter the car. Her wife bent to get in the vehicle causing the hem of that flowy fabric to slide up on those piquant thighs.

Eyes locked on the contrast between the flesh and fabric, well they would've if not for another pair of unsolicited eyes wandering to his wife's thighs. Orchids hitched to send an intense wave to the person standing behind the door. Their eyes locked as Hua Yong propelled another strong wave of ghost orchid over the car door causing sweat to start beading on the figure's head.

"Babe, is there something wrong," asked Shaoyou, scooting to peek back out the door with slight worry on her face.

"Not at all Mrs. Sheng, but I'm going to drive. Mr. Li has a family emergency," said Hua Yong, gentle expression as she extended a hand to help Mrs. Sheng up.

Grabbing her hand, Shaoyou allowed herself to be pulled up and said, "Really?"

As Shaoyou stabilized herself with Hua Yong's forearm, Hua Yong fixed Mr. Li with a fury filly stare daring him to say something else.

"Yes, Mrs. Sheng. I need to leave for the hospital right away," said Mr. Li. Yeah he would fucking be in one after she was finished with him.

Earnest concern painted its way on Shaoyou's face as she said, "Well I hope everything is alright Mr. Li and if you need anything please don't hesitate to ask."

With a parting bow, he said, "Thank you Mrs. Sheng. Mrs. Hua."

He disappeared into the dense crowd as Hua Yong opened the passenger door for Shaoyou. Rounding the front of the car, she dropped into the driver seat and started the engine.

"Ready Mrs. Sheng?"

With a nod, she said,"Is it serious a-Yong?"

Family member stuck in the hospital serious? No. Hands being shattered serious? Yes.

"I don't know Mrs. Sheng but I'm sure Chang Yu will find out as it develops."

"I hope he has someone to lean on," sighed Shaoyou, "a family member in the hospital is mentally and physically exhausting."

"Me too Mrs. Sheng."

They fell into a comfortable silence as they drove home due to Mrs. Sheng dozing off. Silence that had Hua Yong falling apart at the seams. Light snores filling the compact space. Moonlight painting her wife's beautifully plump and pale thighs.

Pulling into the driveway and shifting the gear to park, she sat allowing her wife to keep sleeping adorably.

She pulled out her phone to order the deletion of the elevator footage and to find some more plum colored outfits for her wife. Plum and any of its sisters were immaculate on her wife's sculpted body.

With her designation, Shaoyou didn't have to work out but she liked how easily it let her release the tension and stress of a long day. If she could get her wife into one of those tight yoga sets she liked to wear in plum, she would die happily.

She shut off the car and made her way around to the other side, slowly opening the door so she could pick up her wife. In a slightly modified bridal carry, she made her way up the stairs to open the door and lay Shaoyou on the sofa.

Stripping off her own heels, she sat by Shaoyou's feet to undo the straps of her heels then knelt in front of her to unclasp the array of jewelry covering her upper body. Shaoyou started stirring as she worked on undoing her earrings.

Half awake, Shaoyou rolled to her side to let Hua Yong take off her other earring. "Thank you a-Yong."

"It's my job sweetheart," she said, accentuating it with a kiss.

Bracing one hand on her shoulder, Shaoyou pushed herself up to get better access to Hua Yong's mouth. On her knees, Hua Yong devoured that wondrous mouth with her tongue. Legs previously tucked under, moved to sit on either side of Hua Yong as her fingers entangled with the long strands of her wife's hair.

A final twirl of their tongues happened before Shaoyou pulled back, a string of saliva coming along with her mouth.

"Baby," breathed Shaoyou.

"Yes, sweetheart," replied Hua Yong, licking her lips of the remainder of Shaoyou.

"Need you Baby, please," she pleaded, tightening her hold around Hua Yong's body.

"You need me Mrs. Sheng," asked Hua Yong in fake confusion.

"Yeah, only you," she breathed, laying their foreheads against each other's.

Melting in the heat of her wife's skin, she said, "Lay back sweetie."

Shifting down until her butt landed in the edge of the cushion, Shaoyou threw open her legs to give her wife enough space to work with.

"Ready Mrs. Sheng," she asked, hands gripping the plum fabric.

Nodding with eyes blown with anticipation, she declared, "Of course Mrs. Hua."

Hua Yong fell to sit on the heels of her bare feet as she pushed Shaoyou's dress up to bunch around her waist. A tender kiss was placed on her belly button as her wife trailed down to the start of her underwear. A long lick was placed on the edge of her underwear hem before her body was tugged forward hard ass hanging off the couch, legs spread and set on her wife's shoulders as she placed a firm kiss against the lace fabric. She started inching down further until her hot breath hit Shaoyou's sensitive flesh causing a tremble to run through her. Hua Yong's grip on her thigh was tight as one hand moved to pull her underwear to the side.

"Ahh," a breathy moan ripped from her throat from her wife lapping at the damp folds firmly again and again until quivering started up in her thighs. A final lick ran over her before the fiery mouth sealed around her clit to flick at the sensitive nub. Shaoyou released a choked whimper from the sudden stimulation. She started dripping slick as her wife worked her tongue effortlessly to make her come apart. Her hips twitched forward and her thighs tried to tighten around her wife's head but that efficient mouth pulled away making her cry out from the loss of sensation.

A warm kiss was placed against her lips as her wife pulled back completely causing her to whine from the loss of heat and wetness. "A-Yong please."

The enigma chuckled, breath hitting the inside of her thigh leaving tingling in its midst. "Does Mrs. Sheng want more?"

"Yes," she replied, lifting to her forearms to look at her wife with pleading eyes.

"Alright sit up sweetheart," said Hua Yong, standing from where she was kneeling. Hua Yong slid beside Shaoyou, wrapping a toned arm around her waist to lift her onto her waiting lap. A thumb came to stroke her under eye as her wife traced her face. In a smooth motion, Hua Yong connected their lips and brought them to a laying position. With a slow drag of her tongue, Hua Yong broke their kiss once again.

"See how good you taste Mrs. Sheng," asked Hua Yong, hand slipping up to pull the pins out of her hair. "I'm the only one who gets to taste any and every part of you Mrs. Sheng?"

Answering with a small nod, Shaoyou tried to lean forward and reconnect their lips but a slender hand came to block her path.

"I'm the only one who gets to taste you. Right, Mrs. Sheng?" Hua Yong ran her thumb over Shaoyou's lips, dragging her bottom lip down to stroke her teeth. "I'm waiting for an answer sweetheart."

Exhaling a pleading breath, she said, " Only you a-Yong, only my wife."

A smile broke out on Hua Yong's face as she moved her hand away and allowed Shaoyou to dive in for another kiss. Hands danced down her back to slide under her dress to grip her ass, pulling the plump cheeks apart to fondle with them. As a moan escaped her causing her to pause kissing, her wife's mouth trailed to her ear, nipping on the sensitive skin.

"I want you to sit on my face Mrs. Sheng."

"A-Yo—"

"Sweetheart I want you to sit on my face and use me until you're a trembling mess and releasing all over my face, filling my mouth. Until your release embeds itself in my skin and my senses fill with you Mrs. Sheng."

"Fuck. O-okay babe."

Hua Yong threw the top cushion over the back of the couch. Shaoyou's underwear were pulled off by her wife as she maneuvered her to be knelt over her face. Hands gripped the back of her thighs as a steeling breath was felt below.

A strong and steady pull caused her to descend onto her wife's face. Tingles ran from her sex throughout her body as she grasped onto the back of the couch to tether herself in the present. A tongue lapped at the slick building up, spreading it over her pussy. It moved to spread her folds to lick directly at her pulsing hole.

When the tongue finally plunges into her desperate hole, saliva filled mewls tumble out of her as her hips start twitching forward. Her spine snaps forward into an arch so deep it seems as if her back was broken from her wife tipping her head back to abuse her clit again.

Fueled by the release she feels rushing through her, she rides her wife's face in quick jerky movements with delirious moans tumbling out of her throat. The beads of water lining her eyes fall from how tightly she squeezes her eyes as her orgasm rips its way out of her.

Her body trembling and weak, red flush prominent under her skin as she starts lifting about to fall forward to catch her breath until two hands grip onto her waist to hold her still like a rag doll.

She is slammed back down onto her wife's face as her wife's tongue works to slurp the entirety of her sticky release. Obscenities rubble out of her mouth as she is thrown into a sea of overstimulation. Even as her thighs constrict her head, her wife never falters in her administrations.

When Hua Yong finally lets go of her waist and allows her to fall forward, she is a boneless mess of jerky movements and tears trying to come down from her high.

~•~•~

Sitting up from where she lay, Hua Yong licked her lips to consume all of her wife's release. A satisfied hum rumbles in the back of her throat as she takes in Shaoyou's appearance. Her wife looked so provocative where she lay; dress bundled up, skin flushed, a layer of sweat covering her, hair sticking to skin, and her fluttering pussy leaking out a constant dribble.

She loved her wife's pussy, every single part of it. The way it made her unravel in a way her dick never would. It was marvellous and she was the only one who had gotten and ever would taste it.

Slowly, she lifted her wife up and took her upstairs, carefully laying her on the bed as she got the bathroom ready. Turning on the heater to warm the bathroom, she set them some towels out before turning to get them some pajamas.

As she turned the water faucet to run them a bath, her wife stumbled into the bathroom rubbing her eyes. Continuing her path, Shaoyou dropped on the toilet half asleep and pulled her dress off above her head.

"You tired sweetheart," asked Hua Yong, leaning on her hand where she sat on the edge of the tub. A jolt ran through her wife as she blinked the rest of the sleep out of her eyes. She nodded in reply, stretching her arms above her head.

Hua Yong stood up to close the distance between them, fingers dancing from her cheek to her shoulder to pop the black strap against it. "Ready to get clean."

Leaning into Hua Yong's shoulder, she mumbled, "Yeah."

Sliding her hands up her wife's back she undid her bra clasp and slipped it off. Swiftly she shed her clothes off and stepped into the shower, turning the water on high. When the water started steaming off tiles, she helped Mrs. Sheng into the glass framed space.

The water cascaded down Shaoyou's body, drenching her completely. As the water droplets curved over her breast and flowed between her legs, the Enigma in Hua Yong's head started pacing. She needed to be the one covering her wife, drenching her in her cum and scent.

Shaoyou's soapy towel was running across her body about to descend below her hips but Hua Yong shot out her hand to stop in. With her hands grasping Shaoyou's hips, she directed her back until her back touched the cold tile and drew a shudder from her.

"Baby," questioned Shaoyou, pushing her hair out of her face.

Pecking her lips, she said, "Turn around."

Understanding bloomed on her wife's face as she turned and laid her hands flat against the tile, arching her back to present herself to Hua Yong. A kiss was placed on the nape of her neck as nips traveled down her moist back to the start of her ass. Shaoyou lurched forward when she clamped down on the rounded flesh.

Tapping her thighs, Shaoyou crossed her ankles as she was commanded. Hua Yong reached above her head moving the shower head so that the stream would hit directly on Shaoyou's butt and back, she licked her lips from the allure of it.

She guided her cock between her wife's ample thighs with a groan. Closing in on her wife, she flicked her hips upwards to part those fat pussy lips hidden from her.

The connecting of flesh bounces around the enclosed space becoming more pronounced, each resounding slaps fuel Hua Yong to snap her hips faster. She can feel the slick coating her cock from where it is splitting her wife's labia apart to hit her clit.

Shaoyou is choking on her moans from where she is quivering from pleasure. A hand slips from the wall as she tries to lurch forward to save her clit from being abused but Hua Yong just pulls her back and speeds up. Increasing her pace causes Shaoyou legs to start shaking, it is like the water is draining her strength causing her to melt along with it.

Pulling back, she turns Shaoyou to hook her arms under her thigh and place her on the long door handle. She wraps a hand around both of their cocks before linking their lips to fuck her tongue into her wife's mouth, stealing the breath she barely had. Arms envelope her neck as she removes her other hand from her wife.

The hand glides down to press one of her wife's legs open to the side and balance it on the shelf holding their shampoo. With a tilt of her head, she slithers her tongue deeper into the wet warm she is dominating.

Her other hand works between their bodies to insert two fingers into her wife's slick pussy. It draws a dirty wail from Shaoyou, allowing her to gain complete control over the limp tongue.

In favor of fucking her fingers harder, she releases Shaoyou's tongue and starts working her hand into that pulsing hole even harder, curling just right to draw more moans from her wife.

Thighs start to shake from the building orgasm that is about to ripple through her wife, so she grips their members tighter working her hands in tandem. A final thrust and pump has Shaoyou spilling from both ends. Her pussy clamps down on the two fingers in her as they are trying to pull to freedom. She squirts a creamy liquid release from below. On her stomach, their cum mixes together splendidly. Bringing the two fingers to her mouth to consume her wife's release, she scoops the cum off her stomach in her hand to let Shaoyou lick it up.

Through low lidded hazy eyes, Shaoyou heaves a hand up to cradle Hua Yong's as she licks up the pool of cum. When she licks the palm clean, the rest of her energy drains from her as her eyes drop some more.

A smile curls on her lips as she maneuvers Shaoyou's body so she can clean them. She dries Shaoyou off and wraps her in a fluffy robe before going to lay her on their bed. She returns to the bathroom to do the same thing for herself and grabs the blow dryer on the way out.

Plugging it to the side table, she lifts Mrs. Sheng's head into her lap to detangle and blow dry her hair. Mrs. Sheng is in a hazy state of mind as she works through her thick hair. As she finishes and is about to start hers, her wife groggily sits up.

"I can do it," she yawns.

"I got it sweetheart," said Yong, shaking her head.

"Hmm, I wanna help you Baby," said Shaoyou with a pout. And damn her wife for being so endearing.

"Okay," she said, before moving to situate her head on Shaoyou's lap.

In soft movements and careful parts, Shaoyou dried her hair and braided it into a single braid. Setting the blow dryer to the side, she fell back onto the bed and pulled Hua Yong with her. Happy to go, Hua Yong let herself be pulled as they lay cuddled against each other.

As they lay there in each other's embrace, she wrapped a hand around her wife's slim waist to haul her even closer and dig her nose into that citrusy orange blossom that was starting to lift into the air.

Adjusting her head to lay on Shaoyou's chest, she placed her ear flat to allow that metronome pulse to permeate the cavity. The natural musk of her wife was hypnotic, a warm feeling spread through her as she inhaled the saccharine sweetness.

Velvet skin let her nose glide down into the crease of her wife's breast, digging her nose into the ripe groove. Her tongue flicked between her lips to taste that ambrosial skin. A gasp comes from above as she rolls flat, covering her with her body. Cool hands connect with those fleshy mounds kneading them, pinching and pulling the nipples erect.

A harsh pinch triggers a shudder in Shaoyou as she tongues the syrupy breastbone. Withdrawing her mouth, she sits on her wife's stomach to watch the production of the undulating tissue she composes. Clouded eyes focus on her through the canopy of long lush eyelashes.

"Gonna fuck your tits sweetie," she sighed, still kneading. The natural pink blush on her wife's cheeks has turned scarlet. "You want that huh."

Rolling the nipples between her thumb and index finger

She rolls the nipples between her thumb and index finger, mouth filling with saliva as she sees Shaoyou start to fall apart. "You like that Mrs. Sheng. Want me to fuck your fat tits and decorate 'em in white."

"Yesss Baby, " she mewls.

With a slump, she couples their lips in a light series of pecks still able to taste the wine on her wife's lips.

She detached their lips to slide Shaoyou's robe down under her boobs before reaching to the side table. Grabbing the oil out of the drawer of the bedside table, she popped the cap open and drizzled it all over her wife's chest. The golden oil glistens as it cascades down to pool in the valley of her wife's chest. Satisfied with how the oil covered those plentiful tits, she pinches the nipples once before pulling back.

"Push 'em together sweetheart." Excitement jolted through her as her wife, always willing and obliging only to her, presses those juicy jugs together. Shaoyou blown pupils stare up from beneath a wall of thick lashes, cheeks flushed a heady red, eager to please.

The doubled cleavage her wife made as she pushes hard against the side of her tits have her awed and unable to look away from the perky mound. She crawls up Shaoyou's body like a predator stalking her prey, eyes locked on the widening pupils below. Knees land on either side of Shaoyou's ribs from where she straddles her stomach.

Her hips slide forward and her cock is coated in the inviting warmth. It is a mouthwatering sight as her cock enters the warm cavern and emerges to kiss Shaoyou's chin. Hands come to cover her wife's as she pushes them closer together to squeeze her thrusting member even tighter. The beads pearling at her tip leave a sticky trail from her chin, collecting at the top of the tight mounds. Jerking her hips she can feel her release boiling to the top, unsheathing herself she grabs Shaoyou's head where an open wet mouth is waiting for her.

The way her wife takes her causes a breathless moan to escape her, "Fuckkk. Taking me so well sweetie."

Cramming the tight space with her dick, Shaoyou's chokes as her mouth goes slack trying to take the entire thing. A flat tongue is pressed on the underside of the intrusion. With Shaoyou hollowing her cheeks and tapping the back of Hua Yong's thigh, she snaps her hips forward in quick and brutal thrusts to kiss the back of that welcoming throat.

Her wife's lips are stretched and rimmed red, her eyes hold unshod tears as the cock hits the back of her throat cutting off her airway. It isn't long before Hua Yong lodges inside completely and starts to unload in the back of her wife's throat, slowly pulling out as the cavity fills to its entirety.

Once her wife could no longer hold anymore of her unload, she unhurriedly drags her dick out of that enticing warmth. She wraps a firm hand around her member to jerk the rest of her release over Shaoyou's face and chest. Spurts of thick hot come covers the flushed face below her as a tongue works to lick the cum that overflowed out of her mouth.

The sight below is too exquisite not to record, so she grabs her phone and takes a picture of the fucked out face under her. Greedily and rightfully, she drinks in the sinful vision of her wife. Hair spreads under her like oil carried by waves. Sticky lips, rimmed red from where they were stretched to accommodate her. Eyes dark and skin flushed with an aching want. The pool of come leaks down her sternum to collect on her neck.

The spurts of cum on Shaoyou's face makes her want to rub it in so her essence can be absorbed into her wife. Two needy arms came to tug down at her sides. Scooting her knee back to sit on Mrs. Sheng lap, she places a sweet kiss on her lips. With one more kiss, she shifts to lick the drying cum off of Mrs. Sheng's face. Pleased with how her saliva replaced the cum she pulled back to meet eyes watching her.

"Are you alright Mrs. Sheng," she asked, rolling to the side to prop up on her elbow and give Shaoyou's body relief. Following her, Shaoyou rolled to her side to snuggle into her. A nod was felt against her body as she finished undoing Shaoyou's robe to caress her side. Ghost orchids burned through the arm releasing calming pheromones as Mrs. Sheng's panting turned into steady breaths.

A doughy hand slipped under her robe to wrap around her waist, pulling her even closer to her wife's body. She was pulled from her thoughts as a warm mumble reverberated against her chest. Shifting back to look at Shaoyou, she asked, "What was that Mrs. Sheng?"

Tilting her head back to meet her eyes, she lowly said, "I had something to tell you at dinner."

Bringing a hand to lay on her cheek, Hua Yong replied, "What was it sweetheart?"

"I'm…," trailed Mrs. Sheng, eyes drifting to the side as she sighed, "I don't know if I can do this without wine."

A light smile was bitten down on Hua Yong's lip with how adorable her Mrs. Sheng was. She was an open book with Hua Yong, her face illustrated every emotion and thought she had. From how many glasses of wine she drank to the fidgeting she had been doing during dinner, of course Hua Yong ascertained something was eating Mrs. Sheng's mind up.

"Yes, you can sweetheart," she stated, pulling Mrs. Sheng face back to her with her chin. Those rounded doe eyes locked onto hers, warm and clear, as Shaoyou exhaled a steady breath and sat up. Sitting on her folded legs, she wriggled closer and cradled Hua Yong's hands in hers.

"I'm ready," she breathed, "I'm ready to take all of you, to try for a baby again."

Her head snapped up as she pulled herself to mirror Shaoyou's position. Was this truly real? No, she had to be imagining this. Three years ago they had tried and it ended horribly, Hua Yong decided she would be fine not doing it again if Mrs. Sheng didn't want to because that's who came first. Swallowing the ball of emotions forming in her throat, she said,"Are you sure Shaoyou?"

With a resolute nod, she replied, "I'm ready a-Yong."

"Shaoyou," she breathed, "the last time we tried it did not end so well. So are you sure?"

"Yes. This isn't a spur of the moment thing. I want to take all of you Baby." An unwavering determination filled Shaoyou's eyes, grip tightening around Hua Yong's hand.

Tying her robe, she stood in front of the bed and said, "Walk me through how you came to your decision."

"Well…," she mumbled, "I imagined it."

"Do you remember the last business trip I went on, the place I said I would never go back to."

Nodding, she said, "Yeah, you said it made P Country look orderly."

With a huff, Shaoyou stood up to pace some of her nerves out. "It was horrible a-Yong. But me and Pinming stopped at this outdoor market on the way to the airport and…"

Stopping in her tracks, Shaoyou whipped towards Hua Yong with tears lining her eyes.

"I saw this older couple taking care of their granddaughter and this indescribable feeling filled me. A-and I want that for us. I want children but… But what if I'm like my parents. What if I love them while bearing them then that changes," she rattled frantically, "and I see them as an asset to invest in for my own good rather than a person to guide and nurture. It wouldn't be like fucking up a business deal, that you can bounce back from, but a child… mistreating a child means your a fucked up individual, a sickening piece of shit. I cannot be my parents Yong. I can't, I won't."

"Hey, hey, don't say that Shaoyou do you understand, that's not you. So, please don't say that Mrs. Sheng. There isn't any universe in which you would not love any child in your care with anything less than your whole heart. You are not your parents. You are Shaoyou, my Mrs. Sheng whose kind and loving nature made me fall head first into you even when I had no chance, every action you take shows that compassion sweetheart. It doesn't matter what anyone has said, you have not and will not ever be a burden or failure to anyone. You will be remembered as the Mrs. Sheng who helped out the kindness of her heart. Whether it is from the shelters you created or schools you funded, your legacy is the only one that will be remembered when thinking of SF Biotech. Not your father's. Not your greedy half-siblings. But Mrs. Sheng Shaoyou who tried her all to help those needing it and… a mother who carried that love over to her children."

Even if tears fell at the speed of a broken faucet, they danced down her face gracefully like willow leaves in the wind. Hua Yong embraced her wife tightly as she let out the emotions that had been long suppressed.

As hiccups crashed through her wife, she didn't push, didn't divert, but stayed standing steady and open allowing Shaoyou to liberate herself from this abundance of negative sentiments. The hiccups and tears eased until they ceased. Wrapped in each other's arms, they rocked in the warmth of each other.

Shaoyou pulled back to look at Hua Yong and said, "I'm ready."

With a steeling breath, Hua Yong cradled Shaoyou's head in her hands, whipping the roseate skin of its tears. "We're going to do this Mrs. Sheng but if you feel any discomfort or an ounce of hesitancy, we're going to stop immediately. Okay."

Nodding and covering Hua Yong's hand she said, "I understand Mrs. Hua."

They stepped back as one until Mrs. Sheng legs hit the mattress. Hands slithered under the shoulders of Shaoyou's robe, sliding the fuzzy fabric down to reveal the whole of her wife's tantalizing body. Shedding her own robe, she set a knee between the two legs before her. Her shadow fell over her wife's body like a prey about to meet their end. But there was no such thinking in her mind.

"Mrs. Hua," mumbled Shaoyou.

"Yes Mrs. Sheng."

"Tie me up," stated her wife.

"Mrs. Sheng are y—"

"I want you to consume me, t-to," she wheezed, "take care of me, breed me until your seed has taken. I want to feel owned, to know I belong only to you because you're the only one who matters in this vast world."

And with a declaration like that, all she could do was nod and reply with a reverential, "Okay, sweetheart."

Mrs. Sheng had complete trust in her, the intimacy shared between them was built off that trust. Mrs. Sheng stood at the pinnacle, strong and steady, powerful enough to bring any room to its knees, but she bared herself wholly to her wife and didn't shy away from letting it know who was her wife, her mate, her partner for the entirety of her life. And Hua Yong would never do anything to break it for she would rather give Mrs. Sheng the knife to stab her with herself if she even tiptoed near that line.

Their bare bodies fuse against each other like the inosculation of tree roots, combining them into a single entity. Chests fall at the same time driving their bust together. Hips roll in tandem grinding their sexes. Pheromones flitter into the air entangling extensively. Lips as soft as silk press gingerly against each other leaving a bloom of sweetness in their wake.

A hand slides under the body below and legs wrap around a naked waist to cling as they crawl upwards, never breaking the tender kiss. Shaoyou is gently laid back on the bed feathery soft coverings, head hitting a pillow comparable to a cloud.

The pull of desire held firm as Hua Yong tried and failed again and again to uncouple their lips. She drove her knees under the soft tissue of her wife's legs, draping her knees in their warmth and huddling even closer to her wife's nether region. Finally as water wears on land, Yong begins to slow their kisses pulling back until she is only placing plain kisses onto those engrossing lips. Shaoyou tries to chase after her mouth with a whine but Hua Yong doesn't give in.

Like the tide to the moon, she moved piously, lacing the thin rope around those wispy wrists and securing it to the anchor. Falling to her heels, she stroked her wife's body, hands mapping the skin she had been entrusted to please. The validation that had been plainly stated made her heart thump against her chest like a bird in a cage.

Submerging into the bare neck before her, she plants wet nips up the hard line of Shaoyou's neck to leave bruises in her wake. A hand searches for the bottle of lube somewhere on the bed, another sweeps and her hand collides with the bottle, which she pops open and squeezes on her wife's stomach.

Goosebumps raise on the skin she is nipping as she works the lube over the tensing tummy to warm it up. Content with its fieriness, she scoops the gooey balm up to blend it with her wife's slick.

"Ba-baby need you," Shaoyou pleads.

With a slip of her hips, she coats her heavy member with Shaoyou's slick. Her wife heaves from the sensation as her body twitches in anticipation.

Increasing her pheromone output, she bites on the edge of Shaoyou's marked scent gland drawing a few bright beads of blood up to the surface. In her ear Shaoyou chokes, pulling back she sees her wife glowing as her pheromones circulate through her blood stream.

Falling to her heels, she ran her hand down her wife's thigh kneading the nerves out of her.

"You ready sweetheart," she asked.

"Yes, I'm ready."

Legs fell apart giving way to Hua Yong as she herded closer. Her cock lays heavy and hot in her hand, beads of precum rolling out the scarlet tip as she lines it with her wife's . With a slow and steady push, she breaches the soft and wet, fluttering hole that sucks her in.

Inch by inch she enters until she is in about three fourths of the way, the clamp of the cavern is too much. Falling onto her forearm, she steels her nerves holding back her desire to release. "You gotta relax sweetie."

A quiet gasp runs through Shaoyou. Head thrown back from the pleasure of being spilt open. Inhaling shortly, she wheezed, "F-fuck 's too big."

Dropping her head between her wife's chest, she says, "Let it out Mrs. Sheng."

The bitten back gasp starts tumbling out of the saliva filled mouth, shivering she relaxes enough for Hua Yong to continue her assault.

With a final push, Hua Yong is sheathed in that searing tight, spasming tunnel. A croon runs from her throat as the sensation of being enveloped in her wife registers throughout her body. Stretched wide with her tip pushing against her uterus, Shaoyou shakes violently as an orgasm crashes through her from Hua Yong bottoming out.

Calling forth every ounce of willpower present in the universe not to move to extend that sticky release, she asks, "Sweetheart are you good?"

A mouth falls open to release a silent murmur as eyes squeeze shut making hot tears fall into the pillow before. "Fuckkk move baby, pleasepleasepleasepleaseeee."

Legs swathe her still waist, heels digging into the dimples of her back. "Your just so pleasing Love. Gonna fill you up until you're dripping. Gonna lock my cum deep in you so you can be round with our pups in a couple of mouths."

A chill ran through her as she withdrew, fortifying her mind she slammed back in. The hard-hitting thrust caused Shaoyou to slide forward. Hands sweep down the pale thighs they were gripping to the waiting hips.

Anchored on her hips, she began viscous thrust into that contracting pocket of hot flesh. Pale hands grasp onto the rope line going up the middle of their palm.

Arching off the mattress, Shaoyou whined, "Fill me up, fuck a Baby in a-Yong need it needitsobad."

Heels dig into the mattress as her eyes trail from their point of connection to Shaoyou's fucked out daze. The resounding slaps of their skin spur Hua Yong to ram into that flaming pit. "Gonna fuck a litter into you, keep you round with children 'til every room is filled."

Uninhibited pants and sobs saturate the air, adding to its heaviness. Dipping to latch her mouth onto a bouncing nipple, she mumbles, "Can't wait for these nipples to be leaking milk. You're gonna feed our babies and then let me finish it like a good wife, huh sweetheart."

"Yesss Ba—Ahh! Fuckfuckfuck! Right there," mewls Shaoyou.

Like a farmer at harvest, she tills tirelessly to garner the pleased babbles tumbling out of her wife. Hoisting her wife's body back down the mattress, she fucks into her deeply as the tell tale signs of her knot began boiling in her abdomen.

High pitched and pornographic cries litter the air alongside the squelching of their bodies. The air is heavy and hot from pheromones linking like chain mail, shrouding their bodies in each other spurring their actions further.

Falling onto a forearm, Hua Yong reaches overhead to rip the thin rope apart. Instantaneously, sweat covered arms encase her neck allowing those aphrodisiacal keens to penetrate her ear canal.

A shiver crawled up her spine fueling a wave of invigoration, spearing her wife on her cock excitement bubbles as another release can be tasted in the air and spurts around her dick.

Punching breathy wails from her wife, her knot finally starts to catch on the soaking hole stretched tight. She drops her forehead against Shaoyou's bruised collarbone as she does some final punches into her wife before burying herself to the hilt. Nails scrap deep into her back, body spasming as hot cum fills the empty womb. Her teeth clamp down on thin flesh as she grunts the rest of her release out.

In lazy humps, she works to finish her release. The enlarged tip stays inside as she pulls back before slamming to her base. The muscles in her body ripple as her cock starts to bulge in waves, working to deposit the eggs and lock her release inside.

A pleasure filled scream erupts from Shaoyou as an egg slides from her dick and bullies that distended hole even wider. Her wife's body locks around hers, quaking while her stomach protrudes from the amount of seed stuffing it.

As the final egg slips free, her body gives out as she collapses onto her wife's body. Rolling them over, they lay connected as Shaoyou's violent twitching and pants putter out until they cess. Between them, their stomach smears with Shaoyou's watery release.

In the fog of their pheromones, musk, and the heat of each other,they lay connected so intimately they would never be able to wash each other off. Not like they would want anything differently.

With the way her cock was still raised and replete, they would be bolted together for the rest of the night. Pulling the blanket in half to cover them, she settled Mrs. Sheng in a more comfortable position and reached above her to grab the remote to shut off the light.

Mrs. Sheng was already dead to the world, wrapped in a dreamy cocoon of bliss and satisfaction looking so endearing. As the lights dimmed, the room mellowed like the forest after a storm. With a final exhale, she melted to sleep from the warmth of her wife.

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There is a gentle swell to the smooth abdomen before her. The heat in her stomach roared as she tattooed the view above her on her brain. One of Shaoyou's hands grip the headboard as the other works in and out of her slick soak pussy.

"I-I can't!" Shaoyou shudders as her fingers curl just right.

Another glob of slick leaks down where Hua Yong's mouth is open, waiting to catch the citrusy slime. Raising to slurp at the pulsing pussy, she breathes, "M'kay lemme help you Babe."

With trembling arms, Shaoyou drops and crawls down Hua Yong's body to straddle her lap. Hua Yong smiles as Shaoyou braces her shoulders and sinks her head into her neck, huffing in ghost orchids. Whispering sweet encouragement, she plunges three fingers into that fluttering heat. Nipping into her neck, Hua Yong amplifies the flow of her pheromones to help relax and loosen so the eggs can slide down.

"You're doing so well sweetheart, so well," she said, moving to press their lips together. Tongues tangle and the tension within Shaoyou's body erodes with each twist. Her fingers were kissed by an egg as a burst of slick aided it in descending.

The first egg causes Shaoyou's hole to stretch in a bulbous manner. With a grunt, the egg popped free and fell onto the bed with a bounce.

Against Hua Yong's tongue Shaoyou gasps as gravity drags the remaining eggs down along with the hole's rhythmic clench and release. Every egg that slips out leaves her convulsing in pleasure, mouth ajar as drool runs out of it.

A final relief filled moan runs through her as the last egg pops free, the quivering of her boneless body drives her to fall against her wife.

"Mrs. Sheng did so well," she stated, placing a light kiss on her wife's cheek. They fell back onto the fluffy mattress and Shaoyou snuggled into Hua Yong's neck.

"I feel empty," she panted.

"Want me to restuff you Babe," she asked with a smirk. A hand came to slap her whack her chest as an exasperated breath huffed against her skin. It drew a chuckle from her lungs because Mrs. Sheng was too adorable for words.

Golden streaks of morning light illuminate the room, dancing to the bed they lay burrowed against one another. Time ticking by from their day free of work. Hua Yong begins to hum a light melody to lull Mrs. Sheng back to sleep.

A head arches out of her neck and a yawn escapes rosy lips before a light smile warms Shaoyou's face. Two fingers caught her chin to tilt her head down to meet her wife's eyes, who said, "Maybe in a little while."

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The words went straight to her dick, 'a little while'. She had to shake her head at that. Mrs. Sheng would be lucky if she got a full hour.