Qiao Shanshan fired back a voice clip right away.
«Darling, I want you so bad! ~~I'm dying for you right now! What do I do? I'm so horny! ~~So fucking horny! Mmh! ~~Haah! ~~Miss you! Miss you so much!» Her voice dripped with sultry pain and hunger—pure sex in audio form. If Li Bin hadn't been drained dry by her this afternoon, he'd be dragging Wen Wan to the bedroom to fuck her senseless right now!
Li Bin: My turn to call the shots now.
He grinned wickedly, stroking his chin before sending a voice message: «Baby, I want you to rub your slutty cunt with your fingers and film it for me!»
Qiao Shanshan: No way! That's~~ that's too embarrassing! And~~ and so filthy~~ I can't handle it.
Qiao Shanshan: Oh god, no! That's too nasty!
Li Bin: You agreed to play, didn't you? It's a dare game—where's the fun if it's not wild? Look, you've got my cock ready to burst—I need to see your wet little cunt to get off! You gonna let me suffer like this?
Qiao Shanshan: But~~ it's still too dirty and shameful! Just thinking about it's insane~~
Li Bin: Crazier than this afternoon? Baby, it's just for me—not some rando. I've seen every inch of you, touched it all. My cum's still swimming in your womb—don't you wanna get wild with me again?
Qiao Shanshan: Ugh, why you gotta say it so crude?! Fine, fine—I'll film it~~
On the other end, Qiao Shanshan's flushed face burned as she gently set her milk-drunk, sleeping daughter aside. Hesitating, she bit her lip, then gave in—sliding off her pajama pants and panties. She propped her phone on the nightstand, aimed it at her cunt, and hit record.
Ready, she reached down with her right hand—wedding ring glinting—and softly caressed her dripping cunt.
«Haah! Mmh! Hnng!!» As her palm grazed her cunt, Qiao Shanshan slipped right back into a horny, shameful haze.
Memories of fucking Li Bin on the living room couch flooded her mind, and she couldn't stop herself—her fingers plunged into her tender hole.
«Aha! Ha! Haah! Ahh!» At first, she'd just planned to half-ass a quick clip to satisfy Li Bin's perv demand.
But once her fingers sank in, she snapped—caught in a wild, shameful thrill!
Lust crashed over her like a busted dam. Just recording this for a man who wasn't her husband felt insanely hot. The taboo shame of cheating, the guilt of betrayal—it mixed with the pleasure, giving her a sick rush of exhibitionism and forbidden excitement.
Dopamine from jilling off fused with the endorphins of her guilt, sending her into a frenzy. She damn near forgot the phone was still rolling!
This twisted mix of joy and sinful agony felt way hotter—way better—than sex with her husband ever did!
«Mmh! No way! ~~So filthy! ~~What's wrong with me today I'm such a slut!» Panting hard, she fought the tingling void in her cunt and sat up to stop the recording.
Seeing herself in the video—fingering her slick cunt, moaning like a whore—she felt humiliated but couldn't wait to show Li Bin her nasty side!
It was like baring her cunt and sending this clip would hit some deep, fucked-up mental high!
After a moment's hesitation, she picked thrill over shame!
Qiao Shanshan: [Video]
Li Bin saw the file, the thumbnail showing her wet, naked cunt, and his breath hitched. Blood surged, and he fumbled to save it, then dove in, hungry as fuck to watch.
Unlike before, when she'd half-hid herself, this time she didn't even cover her face.
It started tame—her hand rubbing her juicy cunt—but as it went on, she lost it. Her face came into frame, along with her milk-spraying tits, fully exposed in her wild abandon.