Carefree Repairman

Chen An noticed Li Lingling's meaningful gaze, as if, intentionally or unintentionally, he adjusted his trousers to make that thing's shape more evident.

At this moment, Li Lingling was of an age filled with ravenous desire, and only she knew that her husband, who was young when he had an accident, was paralyzed from the waist down and couldn't give Li Lingling any happiness.

For many years, Li Lingling had been satisfying herself with all sorts of tools, but those were ultimately no replacement for a real man.

Chen An had seen women like this before, outwardly cold but inwardly sultry. Watching Li Lingling's longing gaze, he thought that if he played his cards right, there might be a chance he could have her tonight.

With this in mind, Chen An quickly went back to the repair room to get his tools. When he re-entered Li Lingling's dormitory, he found Li Lingling was no longer there, only the bathroom door, slightly ajar.

Chen An walked closer and peered through the crack in the door. Li Lingling was sitting on the toilet, seemingly using the restroom. Following the sound of flushing water, Li Lingling pressed the flush button.

Was she about to come out?

Chen An wondered, but to his surprise, Li Lingling looked around casually and finding the coast clear, she began to remove her bath towel right before his eyes. In an instant, Li Lingling's attractive figure was exposed to Chen An's view.

Watching Li Lingling breathe heavily and occasionally pour some cool water over herself, Chen An felt it must be because Li Lingling had gotten stuffy in the bathroom.

At this moment, Li Lingling sat on the closed toilet lid, completely naked. Her splendid chest was fully visible to Chen An, like two white rabbits nibbling on small cherries.

Looking further down, her waist was slim yet sensuously full, and a slightly protruding belly added to her femininity.

It wasn't until his gaze landed between Li Lingling's legs that he noticed her forest appeared as if it had just been rained on, with large and small droplets hanging on the dark thicket. Only upon seeing the parted spring did he realize the forest's moisture all stemmed from that trickling stream.

Li Lingling spread and closed her legs as if trying to contain something. Her face flushed, she leaned back, hands wandering over her chest relentlessly until both hands clutched the cherries.

Chen An's eyes widened at the sight, and though he had noticed in the office today that Li Lingling pleasured herself with books, he hadn't expected she would be so bold, knowing full well he might return.

Li Lingling let out a soft cry on the toilet, and now, while caressing herself, her mind was filled with images of Chen An.

This made her feel intense shame and disgust as a teacher, yet those feelings were overwhelmingly replaced by excitement and thrill.

Li Lingling finally moved her hands down, pushing aside the dense foliage, and with one hand, parted the deep red petals, while the other teased the delicate bud.

Chen An watched from outside the door as she indulged in her wanton pose, admitting this woman's techniques were admirable. Indeed, an older Li Lingling knew how to please herself, unlike the younger Wu Xue.

She alternated between fast, gentle touches and rhythmic flicking of her fingers, culminating in a display of the gushing spring for Chen An during her final squeezing grasp.

At the climax, her eyes rolled back, her face flushed with color, and she bit her lower lip tightly to ride out the surging ripples within her body.

Finally, Li Lingling returned to her senses after the excitement, lying on the toilet, savoring the aftermath.

Chen An had clearly seen her entire performance, not expecting that Li Lingling, at her peak, could look so lascivious. But thinking about it made sense, as Li Lingling must be in her thirties already.

After quietly watching the show to the end, Chen An could feel an even tighter tension in his lower body, thinking that with a woman as lustful as Li Lingling, his chances were probably even greater.