[Urban] Urban Special Forces (My Perfect Wives) (Complete) - 12

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"Long, do you think they'll make their move now?" Linda nestled in Zhang Zilong's arms.

Zhang Zilong stared at the monitor in the living room and said, "They'll definitely make their move, but not now. If I were them, I would definitely do the easy thing first, something that wouldn't arouse suspicion. For example, a car accident would be a good choice. Do you have any missions that you absolutely have to travel on these next few days?"

"There's a meeting of senior executives of the group tomorrow morning. This meeting is very important, and I have to attend," Linda said.

"If I'm not mistaken, there will definitely be a car accident on the way to the group tomorrow," Zhang Zilong said slowly.

"We can choose different routes. I think I can have my driver drive to the group, and we can take another route," Linda said after thinking for a while.

As expected of someone who has lived at the top of the pyramid for so long, he didn't seem to care about the lives of others at all. Zhang Zilong glanced at Linda and thought for a moment before slowly saying, "No, we'll just go out openly. You know, some people around you might be spies for the other side, so we can't guarantee that your secret trip won't be leaked. Rather than that, we might as well meet with them. Only when they know that a car accident can't kill you can we force them to send someone to assassinate you. That way, we can catch the murderer and expose them. Wouldn't that achieve your goal? But the premise for doing this is that you trust me. This is a matter of life and death. It's your decision." "Okay, Long, I trust you," Linda smiled at Zhang Zilong.

The next morning, Zhang Zilong changed Linda's driver and drove himself. Linda sat in the back. To be on the safe side, Zhang Zilong drew Linda's curtains and added a thick iron plate behind the car window. Zhang Zilong estimated that as long as the other side didn't use armor-piercing rounds recklessly, there wouldn't be any problems. There was no convoy, just a single car driving onto the highway. Zhang Zilong looked at the map. The road to the group involved three intersections. If the other party wanted to cause an accident, these intersections would undoubtedly be the best places. The second intersection had relatively low traffic, allowing the accident to be minimized. Of course, the Dizan intersection, with the highest traffic volume, was also possible, but it wasn't ideal for causing an accident. However, it was still a possibility, as high traffic volume could create unexpected congestion or chaos, allowing the other party to take advantage of the situation. But the two methods were different, so Zhang Zilong was certain that if the other party wasn't a swindler, they would definitely make their move at the second or third intersection. Ideally, they would have prepared for both intersections, so if the second one failed, they could execute the third. Of course, Zhang Zilong didn't think Enke was a swindler at all, so he believed Enke had definitely made two plans.

Zhang Zilong fastened his seatbelt, his eyes intently scanning his surroundings and the car's electronic map. Caution was Zhang Zilong's top priority when carrying out the mission. As he expected, the car safely passed the first intersection. Looking at the map showing the second intersection approaching, Zhang Zilong carefully considered the situation. If it were a professional, they would definitely have installed a tracking device in Linda's car. This would allow them to precisely control the departure time, achieving near-perfect accuracy. Zhang Zilong's intuition told him that for such a high-profile assassination of Linda, they wouldn't hire inexperienced individuals. Therefore, Zhang Zilong had reason to believe they had definitely installed a tracking device in the car. Some might ask, then why not just plant a bomb in the car? That would be much more direct. Zhang Zilong had already considered this question... While planting a bomb might seem more direct in some situations, it's also far more dangerous. If something goes wrong and the bomb doesn't kill anyone, Enko will be in trouble. Linda isn't stupid; anyone could see the deliberate signs. Of course, even if Linda were killed, such a serious matter as a bomb in a world where horrific events are frequent would easily attract the government's attention. Once the government is watching, Enko would likely have no choice but to flee. No matter how powerful an individual is, they can't go against the government. Unless Enko is a fool, he would never choose this path. Besides, there are plenty of devices to detect bombs, like the one Zhang Zilong has. But checking for tracking devices would be much more complicated. So, from any perspective, planting a bomb is not the right choice. If Hans were in charge of this, Zhang Zilong might be more cautious.

The car slowly approached the second intersection. Zhang Zilong had already planned his strategy, deliberately driving at a steady speed. His aim was to give the other party a clearer idea of when they would pass through the intersection. Sure enough, the light was green. Zhang Zilong continued driving at the same pace. Just as he reached the middle of the intersection, a truck sped from his left, seemingly about to collide with him. Linda screamed in fright. Zhang Zilong smiled, and reached out from the already open window... As a truck sped towards them from the left, a dagger flew with incredible precision from Zhang Zilong's hand, aimed directly at the truck's tire. Precision meant no margin of error; the dagger pierced the tire. The speeding truck lurched violently and began to veer off course, completely out of control. In the instant he threw the dagger, Zhang Zilong accelerated, and by the time the truck crashed into a nearby building and exploded in a blinding flash, he had already driven a considerable distance away.

"Long, you're a genius! It's like everything's planned out of your head!" Linda exclaimed excitedly.

"The danger hasn't even begun yet. The real danger is at the next intersection," Zhang Zilong said slowly.

Just as Zhang Zilong steadily drove the car towards the next intersection, standing atop the high-rise building where the accident had just occurred, Enke cursed into the phone: "Damn pig! What were you doing? She got away like that! Cover this up immediately! Don't let the police trace it back to me!"

"Yes, don't worry. The next intersection will definitely be her place of despair. Trust me, boss."

"I hope so. If Linda's alright this time, I'll send you to mine in Africa, let those thirsty black women drain you dry, until you die from exhaustion," Enko said viciously.

They were almost at the third intersection when Zhang Zilong said to Linda, "Linda, lie down. Don't get up until I tell you." He then accelerated towards the third intersection. Just as Zhang Zilong was about to reach it, as he had predicted, a car accident occurred ahead, causing a traffic jam. Zhang Zilong had to turn off the engine and stop the car. At this moment, a man dressed as a traffic policeman came to Zhang Zilong's car and knocked on the window. Zhang Zilong opened the window and said, "Officer, what's the matter?"

"There's been a traffic accident here. The police suspect it was intentional, so all vehicles here are required to stop for police. Get out, and everyone in the car, get out too," the policeman said arrogantly. "

Officer, I'm the only one in the car. I don't look like someone who's causing trouble," Zhang Zilong said with a smile.

"Why are you covering yourself with a curtain? Get out, I'm going to check," the policeman said arrogantly.

Zhang Zilong "reluctantly" opened the car door, preparing to get out. Just as he opened the door, he noticed the policeman put his hand into his pocket. Due to the sunlight, the metal peeking out of the pocket was dazzlingly bright. Just as the man pulled out a dagger and was about to stab Zhang Zilong in the chest, Zhang Zilong's hand had already grabbed the policeman's wrist. Zhang Zilong chuckled and lifted the policeman's hand holding the dagger, saying, "Officer, what are you doing?"

"I...I...I went to check, just in case, what's wrong?" The man was still trying to justify his lie. Zhang Zilong smiled helplessly. He couldn't even lie properly, yet he was in this line of work. Who would see a policeman carrying a knife just in case? Just as Zhang Zilong was about to take him away, he felt a small flash of bright light in front of his eyes. Startled, Zhang Zilong immediately realized it was a sniper and quickly pulled the policeman down to crouch. However, although Zhang Zilong crouched down, the policeman wasn't so lucky. With a gunshot, the policeman's head exploded. Zhang Zilong followed the gaze and, judging from the location of the fake policeman's shot, the sniper was in the building opposite him, probably on the eighth floor. But Zhang Zilong could only watch the sniper... He couldn't and dared not leave, thinking that Linda was still in the car. He wasn't sure if there were other killers inside, so Zhang Zilong wisely returned to the car. A little while later, the police arrived. Seeing Linda there, they only asked Zhang Zilong to explain the situation before letting him go. Zhang Zilong knew that this was bound to be a fruitless case, because neither Linda nor Enke were people these police officers could afford to offend. This case would definitely be suppressed or simply dismissed with some excuse, but none of that mattered to Zhang Zilong.

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Back home, Zhang Zilong didn't rest. He knew that the most crucial moment of this bodyguard mission had arrived. According to Zhang Zilong's judgment, after the car accident was deemed ineffective, the enemy would definitely have to resort to more drastic measures. It was hard to say exactly what they would be, such as assassination, poisoning, or even other methods. Under Zhang Zilong's persuasion, Linda agreed not to go out for the next few days. Zhang Zilong also set up a more stringent defense around the house. Everything was ready, and Zhang Zilong was just waiting for Enke to come to the door on his own.

In T City, still in Qin Cai's office, if you looked closely, you could recognize the man standing in front of her as A Biao.

The man said to Qin Cai, "President Qin, we've reached a conclusion."

Qin Cai: "Oh? So fast. Quick, tell me."

"Yes, President Qin. According to the files we found at the police station, Zhang Zilong and Vice Mayor Zhang have no relation whatsoever. However, I believe the files have been completely altered, because apart from showing that Zhang Zilong killed someone once, there's almost nothing else. Later, I sent people to investigate the school Zhang Zilong used to attend, and I also asked some old neighbors in the neighborhood where Vice Mayor Zhang lived. We can basically confirm that Zhang Zilong is Vice Mayor Zhang's son, but there's no clear evidence to prove it yet. If Miss really wants to know, I think there's someone who can give you the answer."

"Who?" Qin Cai asked.

"The young master of the Zhu family... it's said that this young master of the Zhu family has been Zhang Zilong's follower since childhood. Zhang Zilong committed that murder because of him, and after that murder, Zhang Zilong disappeared without a trace. His records are completely clean. So, based on the young master of the Zhu family's attitude towards him and the fact that nothing happened to him after the murder, I think he is indeed the son of Deputy Mayor Zhang," the man said logically.

Qin Cai smiled faintly and said to the man, "You handled this matter very well. Go to the finance department and collect 50,000 yuan in my name. But you must remember to keep it a secret. If I find out that this matter has been leaked, you know the consequences."

"Please rest assured, Ms. Qin, I will absolutely keep it a secret," the man swore, raising his hand.

"Very good, you can go now. I'll contact you again if needed," Qin Cai waved her hand, and the man tactfully left the room.

"Haha, Zhang Zilong, you really haven't

disappointed me. Now I have no choice but to apologize to Wanqin. I hope she can forgive me. Killing for a brother? And then mysteriously disappearing? Zhang Zilong, not bad. I'll see what kind of man you really are. I'll get to know you better," Qin Cai said with a smile.

As night fell, Zhang Zilong and Linda were having dinner at the table. Zhang Zilong skillfully used a knife and fork to prepare a steak. Linda looked at Zhang Zilong and asked seriously, "Long, I've heard that you Chinese people use two chopsticks to eat. How can you pick up food with just two chopsticks? It's unimaginable."

"It's nothing, just practice makes perfect. For us Chinese, chopsticks are much more convenient than your knives and forks. Chopsticks have a long history in China; they represent our culture," Zhang Zilong said slowly.

"Culture? Chopsticks have culture too? Tell me about it! After meeting you, I'm filled with curiosity about this mysterious country in the East. I wonder what kind of country could cultivate such an outstanding man as you?" Linda said with a look of infatuation.

"Chopsticks are what we call them now. In ancient China, they were called 'kuaizhu' (筷箸). In an ancient Chinese book, we found that ivory chopsticks were already in use in China as early as the 11th century BC. That means that China has a recorded history of using chopsticks for over 3,000 years. Furthermore, there are many folk tales about chopsticks. One says that Jiang Ziya was inspired by a divine bird to invent bamboo chopsticks; another says that Daji invented chopsticks made of jade hairpins to please King Zhou; and yet another says that Yu the Great invented chopsticks to save time while controlling the floods by using tree branches to retrieve hot food. China is the birthplace of chopsticks. The custom of using chopsticks in Korea, South Korea, Vietnam, and other countries all originated from China." China is the motherland of all nations and peoples who use chopsticks for eating. For thousands of years, chopsticks have been an indispensable part of our daily lives, used for every meal. Today, people simply regard them as eating utensils, failing to recognize them as another great invention beyond my country's Four Great Inventions. In fact, the invention and use of chopsticks are related to the development of Chinese wisdom. Despite being an incredibly simple pair, chopsticks can simultaneously perform multiple functions such as picking up, stirring, lifting, scooping, pinching, and tearing. Compared to Western tableware, which often involves physical contact, the pair of chopsticks carries a connotation of harmony and good fortune. In folk tradition, chopsticks are considered auspicious. Chopsticks appear in the rituals of weddings, funerals, and other ceremonies of various ethnic groups. When we carefully appreciate the ingenious uses of chopsticks, our reverence for our ancestors deepens. Chopsticks are now recognized worldwide as a unique utensil. For those of you in Europe and America who use knives and forks, learning to use chopsticks certainly presents a challenge, but once you master these two small utensils, their use is incredibly dexterous. Therefore, some Western scholars praise chopsticks as a representative of Eastern civilization, a crystallization of the wisdom and ingenuity of the Chinese nation.

Our ancestors have been eating with chopsticks for approximately three thousand years, perhaps much longer, but who today can fully explain the intricacies of Chinese chopstick culture? What is the exact date of the origin of chopsticks? In China, over a billion people use chopsticks for every meal, every day, every year, and everyone uses them. Because Chinese people take chopsticks for granted, they often overlook them. Therefore, historical records about chopstick culture are scarce. Even in some ancient books, where a few words are occasionally mentioned, they usually refer to other things, not chopsticks themselves. For thousands of years, few people have specifically researched or discussed chopsticks. Today, however, chopsticks have become a research topic of common interest to all Chinese people who eat with chopsticks,” Zhang Zilong explained in detail, recounting all the records he knew about chopsticks.

“I never knew such a small thing as chopsticks could contain so much knowledge! I definitely want to visit China sometime and see what this ancient civilization is like,” Linda said curiously.

“Great! Welcome! I believe China won’t disappoint you,” Zhang Zilong said with a smile.

"Long, what methods do you think Enko will use to deal with me next?" Linda wondered. Although she was smart, she still needed to consult Zhang Zilong about things she had never experienced before.

"I think they will definitely take drastic measures tonight or tomorrow. The mistake last time should have given Enko and his group a warning. Next, they will either give up or hire someone more powerful to deal with us. There are only two types of more powerful people: mercenaries and assassins. Both of these professions have relatively large systems in the underworld. As long as you pay, it is not difficult to hire these people. So I think it will be quite dangerous starting tonight," Zhang Zilong said with a hint of doubt.

"It's alright, Long. With you here, I'm not worried. Enko and Hans have been targeting me from the shadows this time, and I'm about to take over as head of the family, so I can't risk taking action against them. If I don't find any dirt on him this time, it's fine. I'll get my revenge sooner or later," Linda said fiercely.

Zhang Zilong smiled inwardly. This was the real Linda; a woman without considerable skill could never have reached this point.

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Zhang Zilong told Linda to go to sleep. He had no interest in Linda tonight. He sat quietly in front of the monitor, staring intently at the screen, slowly lighting cigarettes and smoking one after another. Cigarettes could keep him awake. Zhang Zilong waited quietly. Professional assassins know that around 2 a.m. is when a person's nerves are most vulnerable. If the opponent is coming, it will definitely be at this time. The closer it got to 2 a.m., the more nervous Zhang Zilong became. Zhang Zilong had a premonition that the enemy who came tonight was definitely not an ordinary opponent. Zhang Zilong thought for a moment, then quickly went to Linda's room, woke her up, carried her to his own room, and told her not to make a sound unless absolutely necessary.

Zhang Zilong tucked the two pistols into his clothes, took the handbag he had brought, and clipped the small items to his body. After everything was ready, Zhang Zilong sat back down in front of the monitor. Time was ticking away. Suddenly, Zhang Zilong noticed that the monitor screen went black. Zhang Zilong knew that his opponent had arrived, and that it was a master. Only a master could discover the monitor he had installed, and only a master could destroy it instantly without him noticing. Of course, there are many ways to destroy a monitor, such as electronic interference or even just a small pebble.

Zhang Zilong stood up and silently returned to Linda's room, pretending to be asleep under the covers, quietly waiting for the enemy to arrive. In an instant, the enemy appeared on the balcony. Instinctively, Zhang Zilong knew it was just one person, and judging from their movements, they were definitely a master among masters. Zhang Zilong lay motionless on the bed, watching as a dark figure approached the balcony. The figure slowly moved to the window, gently pushed it open, and slipped into the room. The figure glanced at the bed and then quietly approached Zhang Zilong. Zhang Zilong watched the assassin getting closer, but seeing that the assassin didn't draw their gun, he knew the assassin thought the woman on the bed was just a weak and frail woman and had resorted to the most conservative method: smothering her. Zhang Zilong smiled. Just as the assassin reached the bedside and reached out to slit her throat, Zhang Zilong suddenly pulled out a dagger and thrust it straight into the assassin's chest. To Zhang Zilong's surprise, the attack was incredibly precise. The assassin managed to dodge, proving that a master is indeed a master. Zhang Zilong's thrust was dodged, but the dagger still left a bloody gash on the assassin's left arm. Zhang Zilong sprang from the bed, giving the assassin no time to react, and kicked out. The assassin felt Zhang Zilong's fierce killing intent and was startled. He raised his hands to block Zhang Zilong's kick, but the powerful force still forced him back three steps. The assassin felt as if his hands were about to be crippled. He looked at Zhang Zilong in fear, knowing he was no match for him. The assassin turned to leave, but Zhang Zilong had anticipated his escape. Just as the assassin was about to stand up, Zhang Zilong punched him. The assassin couldn't dodge in time and was knocked to the ground, blood gushing from his mouth. He seemed to have suffered a serious injury. Just as the assassin was about to get up, he suddenly sensed a dangerous aura. He looked up and saw Zhang Zilong holding a pistol pointed at him.

“Buddy, I admire your skills, but sometimes skill alone isn’t enough. Tell me, who sent you?” Zhang Zilong asked.

“You don’t need to ask. I’m just an assassin, part of an organization, as you should know. For us, failure means death. Even if you don’t kill me today, the organization won’t let me go. I don’t know who hired me to kill this woman; the organization won’t let us know. One last thing, you’re really strong.” The assassin finished speaking, spitting out black blood, and collapsed to the ground.

Zhang Zilong shook his head regretfully. He knew that assassins in such organizations couldn’t know about their employers, but he hadn’t expected the assassin to have taken poison beforehand. At this moment, Linda, who had sensed the fighting in the room, ran over when the noise subsided. Seeing the assassin lying on the ground, spitting black blood, she fainted from fright. Zhang Zilong carried Linda into the room and quickly called for some men to clean up the assassin’s body.

Shortly after, Linda woke up and saw Zhang Zilong sitting beside her, smoking. She asked, "Did you kill that man?"

"No, he committed suicide. He was a professional assassin; failure of a mission meant his death," Zhang Zilong replied.

"Long, thank you. If it weren't for you, I might be dead," Linda said, somewhat moved.

"So what do you think you spent so much money to hire me? Was it just for you and me?" Zhang Zilong asked with a smile.

"If you're willing, I'm willing to spend any amount of money," Linda said lasciviously.

Seeing Linda's lascivious appearance, Zhang Zilong felt a surge of desire. He pulled Linda onto the bed and wrapped his arms around her waist, kissing the back of her neck. Linda's breathing quickened. She reached around to touch Zhang Zilong's face, whispering, "Do you really want to?" "Of course I do," Zhang Zilong replied, kissing Linda while rubbing his genitals against her wriggling buttocks. Linda seemed to enjoy it, tilting her face up for Zhang Zilong's kiss, already moaning softly. This immediately aroused Zhang Zilong, who reached for her breasts.

But before he could even touch her clothes, Linda suddenly broke free, laughing, "I'm going to take a shower."

She turned and immediately went into the bathroom. Zhang Zilong had anticipated this, so he ignored her, took off his outer clothes, leaned against the bed, and turned on the TV to wait for Linda to come out. A moment later, Linda emerged. Her outer clothes were off, revealing a white tank top underneath; her bra was clearly off, her nipples clearly visible on the surface. A white hotel towel was wrapped around her lower body, revealing her two full thighs, which looked like a mini-skirt made of towel.

Zhang Zilong immediately moved closer, wanting to hug Linda. Linda initially dodged him, but after a while, she suddenly grabbed his hand and pushed him down onto the bed. Linda lowered her face, her long hair falling onto Zhang Zilong's face. Looking into Zhang Zilong's eyes, she breathed softly and said, "Little lamb, what are you thinking about right now?" Of course, I want to fuck you! Zhang Zilong said, "I'm thinking about you."

Linda asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Zhang Zilong answered truthfully, "I want to fuck you." As he spoke, he tried to lift his head and kiss Linda's lips.

Linda said coquettishly, "Oh, you're so naughty!" while half-pushing and half-dodging, preventing Zhang Zilong's lips from lingering on her face. After a while, both Zhang Zilong and Linda were tired, panting as they looked at each other. After resting for a bit, Zhang Zilong suddenly exerted himself, abruptly getting up and finally taking the initiative, pinning Linda down on the bed. Zhang Zilong lowered his face to kiss Linda's cheek, but Linda still swayed her face from side to side to avoid his lips, moaning repeatedly, "You're so naughty," leaving Zhang Zilong with an erection but unable to get his way. Since he couldn't succeed, Zhang Zilong decided to change his target. He lowered his head and went to kiss Linda's breasts. Linda still wanted to prevent Zhang Zilong from getting his way, but her body was pinned down by Zhang Zilong and couldn't move as much as her face, and her hands could only cover one breast at a time. Zhang Zilong easily bit Linda's nipple through her vest. Linda seemed to have been struck by lightning, instantly losing all strength to resist. She could only slump there, whimpering, "You're so naughty." With no one to stop her, Zhang Zilong pushed up her vest, and her two white breasts sprang out, their nipples hard and erect, immediately being sucked by his lips. This direct sucking was clearly more stimulating than any attempt at stimulation, and Linda's body began to writhe like an eel, her mouth uttering continuous moans. Seeing Linda's aroused state, Zhang Zilong, while still sucking her nipples, reached down to pull off her "towel miniskirt." Unexpectedly, even amidst her pleasurable moans, Linda still had the energy to resist Zhang Zilong, desperately trying to stop him. But with Zhang Zilong on top and Linda on the bottom, she couldn't stop him; at most, she could only hinder him. Zhang Zilong quickly pulled off the towel, revealing Linda's entire lower body. Black pubic hair nestled between her full thighs, partially obscuring her genitals. Since Linda was already naked, Zhang Zilong didn't need to wear anything either. He quickly stripped off all his clothes and knelt naked before Linda. Linda immediately saw Zhang Zilong's erect penis, reaching out to grab it while grinning wickedly, saying, "Zhang Zilong is going to break it!" Zhang Zilong said, "If you break it, you won't be able to enjoy it later." Linda said, "Do you really want to?" Zhang Zilong said, "Yes, don't you?" Linda didn't answer, only focusing on stroking Zhang Zilong's penis. Zhang Zilong then parted Linda's thighs, reaching down to touch...it was completely wet. Zhang Zilong chuckled and asked Linda, "Don't you want to stay so wet?" Linda smiled shyly,

pointing to Zhang Zilong's penis and saying, "Who told you it to be so hard!" Zhang Zilong didn't want to waste any more words with Linda, so he quickly lifted both of her legs onto his shoulders and tentatively inserted his penis slowly.

Zhang Zilong smoothly inserted the entire length. As soon as it entered, Linda let out a very soft moan, looking at Zhang Zilong with hazy eyes and saying, "Oh, it's so thick..." Zhang Zilong didn't answer, and began to thrust slowly and powerfully. Although Zhang Zilong's movements weren't large, each time he inserted into Linda's already wet vagina, it still made a loud squelching sound, sounding extremely lewd. While thrusting, Zhang Zilong asked Linda if she was enjoying it. Linda hummed in return, asking Zhang Zilong, "What do you think?" Zhang Zilong didn't like Linda always not answering his questions. Zhang Zilong decided to punish Linda a little. Zhang Zilong suddenly increased the speed of his thrusts, moving in and out at an extremely rapid pace while asking Linda again if she was enjoying it.

This time, Linda was clearly in ecstasy; her mouth opened wide nervously, initially silent, then she couldn't help but cry out loudly, "Ah...ah...I want to scream...I'm so good..." Zhang Zilong was afraid Linda's cries would be too loud for others to hear, and also, he himself couldn't handle such intense thrusting. After a period of frenzied thrusting, Zhang Zilong resumed his previous slow pace. Linda caught her breath, opened her moist eyes, and lovingly stroked Zhang Zilong, murmuring, "Ah...so good...so good...how about you?" Zhang Zilong nodded and lowered his head to kiss Linda's lips. This time, Linda didn't resist, but opened her mouth directly, extending her wet, slippery tongue for Zhang Zilong to suck. Zhang Zilong kissed her while slowly thrusting, and after a short rest, he decided to thrust again. Zhang Zilong had Linda roll over onto her stomach, her buttocks slapping against the bed, her wet vulva positioned directly in front of his kneeling penis. Holding Linda's large, white buttocks, Zhang Zilong easily penetrated her from behind. Anyone who's had sex knows this position is effortless and comfortable for men. Watching the woman naked before him, her large buttocks swaying back and forth under his thick, dark penis, the intense sense of conquest was even more stimulating than the pleasure itself. Linda lay there, moaning repeatedly, the sounds mingling with the smacking of Zhang Zilong's lower abdomen against her buttocks and the squelching sounds from her vagina, filling the entire room and permeating their entire being. The pleasure of penetration from behind was far more intense than in the missionary position, and Zhang Zilong felt the prelude to ejaculation after only a short time. Not wanting to be lying behind Linda after ejaculating, Zhang Zilong rolled her over, switching back to the missionary position. Zhang Zilong spread Linda's legs high, driven by the pre-orgasmic pleasure, thrusting violently into her vagina. Linda cried out with each thrust, "Faster...faster...harder...I'm coming...ah...ah..." A moment later, the storm of thrusts reached its climax, Zhang Zilong roaring as he released his pent-up semen. Linda clung tightly to him, excitedly calling his name in his ear with each final thrust, her body twisting so violently she almost fell off the bed. The afterglow of the orgasm gradually faded, and Zhang Zilong lay panting heavily against Linda's chest. Linda quietly held him, her chest heaving.

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The next day passed peacefully. As long as tonight was over, tomorrow would be the succession ceremony of the head of the family. Zhang Zilong thought that the current calm either meant that Enko had given up the plan to assassinate Linda, or it meant that Enko was carrying out a bigger conspiracy. Zhang Zilong always thought of things in the worst possible light, so that he could make the worst-case scenario plan. However, he really couldn't think of any bigger conspiracy that Enko could have. He and Linda stayed at home every day, with dozens of security guards guarding outside, and there were surveillance cameras in every corner. This was in the city. Unless they dared to use a large number of people and weapons, it was not absolutely safe. Although calm was a good thing, Zhang Zilong always had an ominous premonition.

Just then, a security guard rushed in from outside and said to Zhang Zilong: "Mr. Zhang, there was just a..." "Someone delivered a letter, saying it's for you."

Zhang Zilong took the letter from the security guard, feeling very puzzled. He didn't know anyone in London except Linda. Although he had stayed there for quite a while before, he had always used fake identities. Who would write to him? Unable to figure it out, Zhang Zilong tore open the letter and read only a few lines of English: "Dear Mr. Zhang, I heard you have a sister studying at the University of London. What a coincidence! Your sister is currently having coffee with me at a chemical plant in the suburbs. If Mr. Zhang has time, you might as well come over. I think you would be happy to. And Mr. Zhang should know the rules; if you call the police or bring reinforcements, I cannot guarantee the safety of your lovely sister." Zhang Zilong's hands trembled after reading it, a sign of his extreme anger. He asked the security guard, "Where is the person who delivered the letter?"

"He gave me the letter, told me to call him, and then left," the security guard replied.

"Long, what's wrong? Uh, a letter? Whose is it?" "Linda came out of the room and looked at Zhang Zilong, who was holding the envelope, and asked,

"Miss Linda, I have an urgent matter to attend to and need to go out. Remember, don't leave this room unless absolutely necessary. It's best to draw all the curtains in the room in case there are snipers. It's daytime in the city, I don't think they'll dare to make any noise. Can I borrow your car?" Zhang Zilong said and left.

"Long, Long, where are you going?" Linda called out anxiously, but she only heard the sound of a car starting.

"What happened? Who gave Long that letter?" Linda turned to ask the bodyguard.

"I don't know. A man with glasses drove up in a car and stopped outside the house. He threw a letter out the window and told me to give it to Mr. Zhang before leaving."

"Was the writing on the envelope in English or Chinese?" Linda keenly sensed that something was wrong.

"It was in English."

“English?” Linda thought for a moment in silence, then suddenly took out her phone and dialed a number: “York, call the police immediately. Long might be in trouble. You need the police to track the GPS tracker in my car. Get there right away, and be quick!” Linda said anxiously.

Zhang Zilong was unaware of all this. He drove at incredible speed towards the outskirts of the city. In front of an abandoned chemical plant in the suburbs, Zhang Zilong got out of the car. He carefully observed the surrounding environment. It was a wide-open plain with only this one abandoned factory building nearby, and all the windows of the factory building were shattered. It seemed that these kidnappers were very professional, managing to choose such a good place for the transaction. In such an open space, it was impossible to hide from the kidnappers' sight and launch a sneak attack or ambush. Zhang Zilong looked at the second-floor window of the factory building and could vaguely see the reflection of a sniper rifle's scope. It seemed that these kidnappers were not ordinary kidnappers; they even had a sniper. Seeing this, Zhang Zilong knew the enemy's purpose was very clear: to kill him. Han Xue was just bait to lure him into this trap. Zhang Zilong smiled bitterly. He hadn't even brought a gun. Zhang Zilong smiled and began to move forward. He walked forward with a very strange gait, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes left, sometimes right, making it impossible to know where he was going. Friends who have studied professional anti-sniper tactics should know that this kind of gait is most effective against snipers because the enemy cannot discern where you are going next, so they will never dare to fire randomly. For snipers, the most important thing is concealment. Firing without certainty is equivalent to exposing one's target. For a sniper, exposing one's target is equivalent to death. Sure enough, when Zhang Zilong entered the factory, he no longer heard any gunshots. Zhang Zilong looked around. There was no one lying in ambush on the first floor. As he went upstairs, Zhang Zilong casually picked up a few pebbles from the ground and put them in his hand.

Zhang Zilong went up to the second floor of the agreed-upon meeting place. There was still no one there, but he could clearly hear the breathing of at least five people in various corners—quite well hidden!

"I'm here! Release her immediately!" Zhang Zilong shouted.

"You're Zhang Zilong?" Three men emerged from a corner tower, all wearing hoods and carrying guns. The first one asked Zhang Zilong.

"I am Zhang Zilong. Where's my sister?" Zhang Zilong said calmly.

"Buddy, you've got guts, but unfortunately, you might be meeting your maker today."

"Oh, really? I don't think so. I'm carrying a bomb, you know. If you don't let me see my sister, I might detonate it," Zhang Zilong said with a smile. He wasn't carrying a gun, let alone a bomb. He said this only to make the other party wary of him and obediently let him see Han Xue.

"Who are you kidding? You have a bomb?"

"Believe it or not," Zhang Zilong pretended to reach into his coat, making a gesture as if to detonate a bomb, which made the kidnappers tense. "If you don't let my sister out so I can see her, I'm really going to detonate it! Of course, if you agree to release her after seeing her, I'll choose to disarm the bomb. I'm counting down now, three, two..."

"Stop talking nonsense! Go, go bring that girl over here, let him see her!" the lead kidnapper ordered the other.

A moment later, the two kidnappers brought out Han Xue, who was pouting and blindfolded, and pulled the cloth out of her mouth. Seeing Han Xue being treated like this, Zhang Zilong's heart broke. Zhang Zilong raised an eyebrow, knowing from this action that all these people were going to die today.

"Han Xue, are you alright?" Zhang Zilong called out.

"Brother Zilong, Brother Zilong, is that you? Is it really you? Waaah~~~~" she cried.

"It's me, it's me, Hanxue. They didn't do anything to you, did they?" Zhang Zilong asked anxiously when he saw Hanxue crying.

"Stop fucking dawdling. I guarantee she wasn't hurt at all. Are you done looking? If you're done, take down the bomb, or I'll kill her," the kidnapper said hastily. He then threatened Zhang Zilong by placing the gun against Hanxue's head.

"I don't have anything on me, where would I get a bomb?" Zhang Zilong said calmly.

"What? You dare lie to me? I'll kill you first and then this girl," the kidnapper said angrily, raising his gun.

“You’ve lost your chance,” Zhang Zilong shook his head and said. He flicked his finger, and a pebble struck his gun-wielding hand. He cried out in pain, and the gun fell from his hand. Clutching his bleeding hand, he stared at Zhang Zilong in astonishment. Then, realizing what was happening, he yelled at his still-confused men, “What are they standing there for? Shoot!” The men finally reacted, quickly raising their guns and aiming at Zhang Zilong. But by the time they got their hands on him, he had vanished from their sight. Then came a few soft groans. The kidnappers who had pointed guns at Zhang Zilong were lying on the ground, each with a small hole in their neck, bleeding profusely. Miraculously, Zhang Zilong reappeared beside them, holding a small wooden stick. Everyone knew Zhang Zilong had killed them with the stick, but why was there no blood on it? "Hehe, that's easy to explain. When you're fast enough, you slit his throat and pull the gun out before the blood even has a chance to flow, that's why there's no blood."

Now only the kidnapper leader on the left and two snipers by the window remain. Zhang Zilong didn't have time to think. He grabbed Han Xue and rolled her around on the ground twice. Two gunshots rang out, immediately raising a cloud of dust. Clearly, the two snipers had noticed something was wrong and fired at Zhang Zilong simultaneously. Zhang Zilong rolled behind a wall with Han Xue in his arms. This was a blind spot from the window; they couldn't possibly hit them there. If he weren't worried about Han Xue getting shot, Zhang Zilong could have easily killed them in that one shot.

Han Xue trembled with fear, her small hands tightly gripping Zhang Zilong's arm. "Brother Zilong, Brother Zilong, are you alright? Ah, they have guns!" Her other hand kept patting Zhang Zilong's body, trying to see if he was injured.

"I'm fine, little girl, sit here for a bit, I'll be right back." Zhang Zilong pinched Han Xue's cheek, then pulled away and dashed off. A second later, Zhang Zilong returned. There was no danger. He told her to wait there, then went to the so-called kidnapper leader. Zhang Zilong didn't remove Han Xue's blindfold; he didn't want her to see such a bloody scene.

"You? You? Who are you?" The kidnapper, clutching his injured hand, trembled with fear upon seeing Zhang Zilong.

"Who? The one who wants your life? Didn't you send me here? Tell me, who sent you to kill me?" Zhang Zilong said calmly.

"Who? Nobody. We just wanted to make money, that's why we did this." He still refused to talk. Zhang Zilong thought it would be necessary to use some methods. Zhang Zilong swung the wooden stick in his hand and brought it down in the blink of an eye, knocking an ear to the ground.

"Will you talk or not?" Zhang Zilong looked at him and said. He was still clutching his bleeding ear, staring at Zhang Zilong with a vicious look. Zhang Zilong's hand twitched again, and his other ear fell to the ground.

"Are you going to talk or not? Next time it'll be your eyes."

"I'll talk, I'll talk, okay? I'm actually a retired soldier. Years ago, I formed this team to specialize in murder. Now I'm quite well-known in the underworld. Today, someone came to me and asked me to kidnap this woman and kill a guy named Zhang Zilong who came to pick her up today." Zhang Zilong guessed he was really scared this time.

"What's that guy's name?" Zhang Zilong asked.

"Sir, I really don't know his name. How could we in this line of work ask someone's name?" he pleaded. But what he said was true; few people who pay for a hitman leave their names.

"What does he look like? Never mind, save that for the police who come up later." After saying that, Zhang Zilong chopped the kidnapper unconscious with a chop to the ground.

Just then, the alarms outside started blaring. Zhang Zilong thought it must have been Linda who called the police. He was originally going to call the police himself, but this saved him the trouble. Zhang Zilong smiled.

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Zhang Zilong carried the trembling Han Xue downstairs. At this moment, a large group of riot police rushed up. When they saw Zhang Zilong come down, they surrounded him and pointed their guns at him. They probably thought Zhang Zilong was a bandit. Submachine guns were right in front of them. Although Zhang Zilong didn't feel anything, Han Xue was terrified and turned pale. Just kidding, most ordinary people would be even more scared than Han Xue if they saw real guns pointed at them. Zhang Zilong was angry. He was angry that these British policemen had frightened Han Xue. Zhang Zilong coldly spat out each word from his mouth: "If you don't want to die, you'd better get lost."

"Fack!" a rough-looking policeman shouted, raising his gun to aim at Zhang Zilong's forehead.

"Stop!" a middle-aged man rushed over and yelled. Accompanying him was Linda, whom Zhang Zilong guessed was at least a police chief.

"Long, are you alright?" Linda asked with concern.

Zhang Zilong smiled and said, "I'm fine, but my sister is a little shaken. I killed all the bandits up there, leaving one alive. I suspect Enke was responsible. Have the police interrogate that bandit; I think you have a way to bring Enke down."

"Really? Thank you, Long! Wait for me, I'll take your sister to the hospital right away," Linda said excitedly. She turned and pulled the middle-aged man aside for a brief conversation, then returned and pulled Zhang Zilong to the car, driving directly to the hospital.

At the hospital, after a doctor's diagnosis, Han Xue was found to have only suffered a slight shock. She received two sedative injections, and her condition improved. Zhang Zilong took her to Linda's house and put her on the bed in her room. Perhaps due to the sedative, Han Xue fell asleep immediately.

Outside the room, Linda and Zhang Zilong stood on the balcony. Linda, with a strange look in her eyes, said to Zhang Zilong, "Long, thank you so much this time. To be honest, I didn't trust you at first. I was even planning to send someone over secretly, but after your brilliant performance at the banquet, I abandoned that plan. I believe you. In my heart, you're like a god-like man. I really can't believe you're just an ordinary bodyguard."

"Everyone is an ordinary person, just with different life experiences and mindsets. The more you experience, the more you'll know what you should cherish and what you should give up. You probably meant this when you said I was like a god, haha. Anyway, let's not talk about that. Linda, thank you for taking care of me during my time in Europe. As a friend, I'm truly grateful. Mission accomplished, I'm returning to China tonight." A look of weariness suddenly appeared on Zhang Zilong's face. Linda's words reminded him of many things. His achievements and skills were inseparable from the life-and-death experiences and hardships he had endured. But Zhang Zilong also thought of another group of people—his comrades who were just as outstanding as himself, yet ultimately buried beneath the earth. A wave of sadness washed over him.

"Oh, Long, are you really leaving tomorrow? Why not stay a couple more days? I can show you around England," Linda asked in surprise.

"No, you know I'm just an employee of the company and have to follow the company rules. Once the task is completed, I have to go back. The scenery in England is indeed beautiful, but I've already seen it. If you're interested, Miss Linda, you could visit the China region. I'll definitely show you around as a good host."

"Oh, Long, although I'm very curious about China, I'm even more curious about you. How about this? I'll call Qing and ask her to extend your employment period."

"Never mind, Linda. I know you're good to me and want me to stay a few more days, but there's a Chinese saying, 'All good things must come to an end.' I'm leaving tonight. I've already asked York to book my plane ticket." Zhang Zilong said with a smile.

After hearing Zhang Zilong's words, Linda felt a little sad. After a long while, Linda looked at Zhang Zilong and slowly said, "Long, I won't stop you from leaving, but please love me well before you go." As he spoke, he slowly took off his clothes, hugged Linda's delicate body, and pressed his face against hers. Zhang Zilong's large mouth hungrily sucked on Linda's soft lower lip, his tongue probing towards her teeth.

Linda's teeth were tightly closed, a seemingly defiant stance, yet she allowed her alluring lips to be sucked. Zhang Zilong lightly licked Linda's pearly teeth with his tongue, their breaths mingling. Zhang Zilong's tongue forcefully pushed forward, prying open Linda's

teeth, his tongue plunging deep inside, swirling and teasing Linda's tongue tip.

Zhang Zilong's tongue first entwined with Linda's sweet, fragrant tongue, then suddenly sucked her tender, smooth tongue into his own mouth, gently biting and licking, sucking and licking Linda's tongue tip. Zhang Zilong sucked and released Linda's fragrant tongue,

their tongues intertwining and moving in and out of each other's mouths.

At this moment, Linda's desire began to rise, her mouth secreting copious amounts of saliva. Her fragrant tongue involuntarily plunged into Zhang Zilong's mouth, letting him suckle, her saliva flowing over it as she eagerly welcomed his

wet tongue into her mouth. Their necks intertwined in a passionate, wet kiss. Zhang Zilong's right hand moved down, rolling up Linda's coat and slipping inside her skirt, caressing her round, pert buttocks through her small panties.

Zhang Zilong's fingers parted the lace edge of her panties, touching Linda's plump, firm buttocks, feeling their smooth, elastic texture. His fingers then traced the lace edge of her panties, moving from her buttocks to the front, his palm cupping her beautifully rounded

mons pubis. His palm touched the soft, thick pubic hair, his middle finger probing inwards, finding the mysterious, tender crevice already incredibly wet. Zhang Zilong's middle finger gently pinched and inserted at the alluring entrance of Linda's vagina, sending waves of

intense, tingling pleasure through her tender opening.

Linda involuntarily raised her head, panting heavily, her delicate brows furrowed, her eyes glazed, emitting intoxicating moans, before collapsing limply into Zhang Zilong's arms. Zhang Zilong's left hand

slid down , his fingers lifting the hem of her narrow skirt, his palm slipping through the bandage at the back of her panties into her buttocks. His fingers occasionally caressed the area around her anus, kneading and squeezing Linda's round, plump buttocks, sometimes

reaching forward between her reflexively clenched buttocks to explore her wet, fleshy cleft. His right hand still cupped Linda's plump mons pubis, his nimble fingers caressing her tender labia, causing a continuous flow of vaginal fluid, soaking her pubic hair.

The exquisitely soft touch of her inner thighs occasionally wafted from his palms, while his right hand sometimes slipped between her labia, probing towards her anus. Though their hands didn't meet, they pressed firmly against her mons pubis and anus, his index and middle fingers sinking deep into the slippery

flesh , as if lifting Linda's entire body from that exquisite spot. Linda, her face flushed, nestled against Zhang Zilong's chest, panting, her tongue slightly protruding. Her lower body trembled, her vaginal walls contracted, her whole body burning hot, the aroused desire leaving her

weak and limp.

Linda's skin was smooth and soft, clearly showing she was pampered and well-maintained; she was truly a captivating beauty. The moment her private parts were invaded by a man, they reacted with incredible sensitivity, their defenses

crumbling coursed through her,

and Zhang Zilong lowered his head, seeking Linda's smooth, fragrant tongue. The beauty wrapped her arms around Zhang Zilong's neck, her burning face extending her tongue to meet his. Their tongues licked each other in the air a few times. Linda then took the initiative, tracing her tongue around Zhang

Zilong 's for a while before swallowing it into her mouth, sucking and nibbling at its tip, occasionally lightly biting and teasing his lower lip. Zhang Zilong left his lips and tongue to Linda, focusing his hands

on ravaging and enjoying Li Hui's incredibly wet vulva and buttocks, while Linda's panties were pulled down to the bottom of her buttocks.

The two worked in perfect harmony, one tending to the front, the other to the back, until Linda was breathless before they finally separated. Zhang Zilong gazed at her beautiful, white breasts, heaving with breath, the alluring bra revealing her virginal breasts—a sight many

men had long coveted and fantasized about. He himself had only been able to steal glimpses of them that afternoon, but now they stood proudly before him, ready to be kneaded at will. Zhang Zilong's erect penis tightened even more. His left hand slipped behind Linda's sheer

blouse, trying to unhook her lace bra. Linda whispered shyly, "In front."

Zhang Zilong pulled his right hand upwards, unbuttoning Linda's blouse. With a quick pull and release at the bra's hook, he unhooked the lace bra, revealing a pair of trembling, white, tender breasts. Wow, what a captivating pair of large breasts,

probably 35 inches! He grasped one breast in each hand and began to knead them vigorously, feeling their soft, full texture, supple yet firm. Zhang Zilong pinched and twisted the small, slightly upturned nipple between his index finger and thumb.

He lowered his head and extended his tongue, licking from the lower edge of Linda's left breast, all the way down the rounded lower part of the breast. He flicked the nipple a few times with the tip of his tongue, then opened his mouth wide and sucked most of the woman's white, tender left breast into his mouth. His tongue sucked and

nibbled at the nipple in his mouth, while his left hand continued to knead the right breast. Linda could no longer bear it. She wrapped her arms around Zhang Zilong's head and pressed it tightly against her breasts. Zhang Zilong's lips and nose were pressed together, burying themselves deep into Linda's full

breasts .

Zhang Zilong's lips and tongue paused for a moment, his cheek sliding across the cleavage, attacking the equally round and firm right breast. At the same time, his free right hand once again explored the cleft of Linda's dripping flesh. The moment Zhang Zilong cupped Linda's wet mons pubis,

waves and throbbing excitement from her vagina surged together, causing her knees to buckle and her to collapse. He quickly helped Linda into her bedroom. Lying limply on the bed, Linda's eyes were glazed. Her shirt was parted

, her bra straps still dangling from her arms, the cups spilling down to her breasts. Her skirt was pulled up to her waist, her lace panties slipped down to her knees, revealing her snow-white, alluring thighs. Between her thighs, the soft, thick pubic hair was dark and glossy, her labia delicately turned outwards, her

vulva wet and tight.

Zhang Zilong removed Linda's coat, gazing at the scene—a mature, middle-aged woman, half-naked, lying there awaiting rape, like something out of an adult film. Without hesitation, he quickly pulled off his trousers and underwear, his erect penis hardening.

He ripped off Linda's lace panties, and then, guiding his penis with his right hand, thrust it into her wet vulva. The glans first touched the tender labia, soft and smooth.

Zhang Zilong held his penis, using the glans to tease and stroke the everted labia, arousing Linda's intense desire. Her lower body trembled, her head turned left and right, her brows furrowed, and her vagina felt unbearably itchy, as if bitten by insects.

Her gripped the carpet tightly. Seeing Linda's unbearable itching, Zhang Zilong couldn't help but thrust his penis forward, the glans parting her labia and slowly penetrating the wet, tight crevice.

His penis was fully inserted, reaching the depths of Linda's tender vagina. After exploring the depths of her vagina, he began to thrust relentlessly. This was the first time Linda had allowed a man other than her husband to insert his large penis into her vagina. She couldn't help but

half-close her beautiful eyes, her two plump, snow-white legs actively climbing onto Zhang Zilong's waist, intently savoring the shape and rhythm of the new penis.

Zhang Zilong thrust wildly, aroused by Linda's alluring and seductive demeanor. His blood boiled, his penis swelled even more, and he thrust forward forcefully, his entire penis sliding into Linda's moist, fleshy hole.

He hadn't expected Linda's vagina to be as beautiful as her thin, cherry-like lips.

"Ouch!" Linda cried out, her brows furrowing. Her labia tightly gripped his penis, and Zhang Zilong's penis was fully inserted into Linda's wet, throbbing hole. This gave Zhang Zilong unbearable pleasure. Linda couldn't help but moan

lasciviously . The feeling of his penis filling her vagina was so full, so swollen, so satisfying. Linda's eyes were slightly closed, her cherry lips slightly parted, a picture of ecstasy on her face!

Zhang Zilong gently thrust in and out, showing tenderness and affection. Linda's labia were just as sexy as the cherry lips on her pink face, clamping and sucking on his large glans. The pleasure of sucking spread throughout

Zhang Zilong's . So Zhang Zilong sped up his thrusting and vigorously pounded into her flower, making Linda feel numb all over.

Linda gripped the sheets tightly, her fair, pink buttocks twisting and thrusting upwards, making her vulva protrude even more to meet Zhang Zilong's large penis thrusting in and out. Linda moaned rapidly from her cherry-like lips in pleasure, her full, white

breasts bouncing and trembling like fleshy balls. Linda gasped for breath, sweating profusely, and cried out in a wanton manner: "Ah... Long... so good... so beautiful... harder, harder..." The more beautiful

a woman , the more thirsty and wanton she becomes when aroused. Linda's wanton cries and her seductive expression stimulated Zhang Zilong to unleash his primal wildness. His lust intensified, his penis swelled, and he gripped Linda's round

, snow-white legs tightly, no longer caring about gentleness and consideration, thrusting in and out mercilessly, his glans hitting her vulva like raindrops.

With each thrust of his large penis, Linda's tender, red vaginal flesh rhythmically folded in and out with each stroke, her juices flowing freely and soaking the sheets. Zhang Zilong forcefully pulled in and out,

rotating his hips to grind the glans against the tender flesh inside her. Linda's vagina was numbed, sore, and itchy from the grinding and thrusting of the glans. His penis thrust faster and harder into her opening and closing

vagina, making Linda pant heavily, her eyes glazed with desire. Waves of orgasm surged through her, the intense pleasure causing her to convulse and spasm. Her soft, tight vagina sucked and licked the glans, giving Zhang Zilong boundless

pleasure !

Zhang Zilong held the woman tightly, his chest pressing against Linda's high, firm breasts. He felt their soft yet firm texture, incredibly elastic. His large penis felt wonderfully comfortable inside her warm, tight vagina. Zhang Zilong's lust was burning intensely; he thrust in and out with

great closed her mouth, licking the head of his penis. Linda was so comfortable that her eyes were half-closed, her face flushed, and she was covered in sweat. Her arms and legs clung tightly to

Zhang Zilong's waist like an octopus. Linda pressed desperately against Zhang Zilong's buttocks, while simultaneously thrusting upwards, making her vagina grip his large penis tightly. Without leaving any gaps, Linda felt Zhang Zilong's huge penis was like a red-hot fireball.

The feeling of fullness as it penetrated deep into her flower core was something Linda had never experienced in her life. It was a hundred or a thousand times more beautiful than what her husband gave her. Linda forgot her shame and abandoned her restraint, moaning lasciviously. Zhang Zilong attacked fiercely, his large glans

hitting her flower core again and again, touching the bottom and penetrating her flesh with each thrust. Linda wrapped her arms and legs even tighter, her plump buttocks thrusting wildly to match Zhang Zilong's fierce thrusts. She felt so comfortable that her eyes were glazed with desire, she felt like she was dying of pleasure, her soul was floating, she was covered in fragrant sweat, and

she was . She felt so comfortable that her lustful fluids gushed out.

"Oh...it feels so good...it's amazing...it's so big...oh, I can't take it anymore...ah..." Linda suddenly opened her cherry-like mouth and bit Zhang Zilong's shoulder to release the joy and pleasure in

her heart . Her vaginal fluid gushed out, and Zhang Zilong felt a wave of pleasure as his glans was stimulated by a large amount of hot fluid. Then, a tingling sensation ran down his spine. Zhang Zilong had to clench his teeth to control himself from ejaculating. After seeing Linda

's weak breath after ejaculation, Zhang Zilong gently stroked her beautiful body, from her breasts, lower abdomen, plump buttocks, pubic hair, vagina, and beautiful legs. Then he kissed Linda's cherry lips and stroked her

hair and pink cheeks.

Zhang Zilong thrust forcefully, inserting his entire penis, and unleashed his "old man pushing a cart" technique, pumping back and forth frantically. His large penis filled Linda's vagina completely, reaching the very bottom with each thrust, making Linda feel numb and incredibly comfortable all over.

"Thump! Thump!" The sounds of male and female genitalia colliding were incessant. After 20 thrusts, Linda was intoxicated, so comfortable that she raised her plump buttocks and swayed back and forth to meet Zhang Zilong's fierce and forceful thrusts. Linda was immersed in the lustful

passion , experiencing boundless comfort and joy. "Oh... Long... so comfortable... hum... so, so good... Linda hasn't felt this good in so long... oh... you can do whatever you want... I, I

don't care... my body... my heart is all yours... oh... I'm dying of pleasure..."

Linda gasped and panted like a lost soul, her face flushed, her eyes glazed, her hair flying, and her body covered in sweat. The flames of desire burning within her caused Linda to reveal a flirtatious and wanton demeanor. Her husband was no longer in her mind.

Linda was now completely immersed in the pleasure of sex, her body and mind completely conquered by Zhang Zilong. Linda was overjoyed, entranced, and moaning rapidly, her wild cries filled with wanton lust.

She was now giving it her all, fearlessly sucking and stroking Zhang Zilong's penis as if it would pierce her throat. Her beautiful body writhed wildly beneath him, drawing his attention until he clung tightly to her plump buttocks. With a shudder, his

glans released, and a gush of semen spurted out, shooting into Linda's throat. She swallowed every drop, her small mouth continuing to lick Zhang Zilong's throbbing penis, making him feel even more pleasure.

Zhang Zilong, panting heavily, leaned against the headboard. Linda's small hand gently caressed his penis, making him feel incredibly good. Linda, with her sexy lips raised, finally managed to swallow Zhang Zilong's semen,

but a few strands of semen still clung to her lips. Linda looked so lewd. She reached out and took a napkin to wipe Zhang Zilong's big penis. Then, she got off the bed, wiggled her big buttocks, went into the bathtub, filled it with

water, and returned to the bed. She leaned her body against Zhang Zilong's chest and let him hold her.

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