The Debauched Life of Entrepreneurs

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Zhang Shuicheng reclined casually in a rocking chair, gazing out the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room at the dazzling night view of the Huangpu River, with boats crisscrossing its surface. He sipped his red wine, listening to the radio announce the host city for the 44th World Expo. When he heard Shanghai's name, Zhang Shuicheng smiled. He had succeeded again. The 1,000 mu of land he had acquired in the Pudong Shangnan area last month, overcoming all opposition at the board meeting, was about to see its value skyrocket.

Thinking of this, Zhang Shuicheng downed his wine in one gulp and dialed a direct line: "Xiao Lin, is the flight to the US tonight booked?" "

It's done, President." The gentle voice of his secretary, Tracy Lin, came from the other end of the line. "

I'm coming over soon, get ready."

The flight from Pudong International Airport to the US took off on time. Zhang Shuicheng sat in first class. Why were there so few people today? Besides himself, there were only two or three others.

Zhang Shuicheng turned on his computer and began planning his meeting with Smith of the A&K Group in the United States the next day. He needed to secure 5 billion yuan in funding to launch the Shangnan project. By noon, Zhang Shuicheng had almost finished.

"Sir, would you like some coffee?"

The voice was sweet. Zhang Shuicheng looked up. She was stunningly beautiful, with delicate features and a voluptuous figure encased in a beautiful flight attendant uniform.

"Sir..." Andy blushed, clearly embarrassed by his gaze. Although men often looked at her like that on airplanes, she hadn't expected this gray-haired old man to do so. "

Your name is Andy. How old are you?" Zhang Shuicheng glanced at her name tag. "

21 years old."

"Hmm, you look familiar. You are Zhang Shuicheng, the president of Mingcheng." Andy remembered the man on the cover of "Life Express" magazine she had read that day. This was the man before her. "

Do you know me?" Zhang Shuicheng smiled slightly. "

You built your fortune from scratch, becoming one of the most legendary figures among Shanghai's top ten richest people." Andy's eyes were filled with adoration.

Zhang Shuicheng smiled: "Nothing special, just an ordinary person."

They chatted for a while, and Zhang Shuicheng had already fallen for the young and beautiful flight attendant. "

I'm going to the restroom." "

I'll take you there."

Upon reaching the restroom, Zhang Shuicheng, taking advantage of the moment Andy opened the door, shoved her inside and closed the door. "

Mr. Zhang, what are you doing?" Andy resisted. "Andy

, I liked you at first sight.

You could be my father, no, ah..." Before she could finish, Zhang Shuicheng had already sealed her lips with his.

While enjoying Andy's sweet saliva, Zhang Shuicheng caressed her firm breasts through her shirt. Young breasts were so wonderful! At first, she resisted, but her previous respect and awe for Zhang Shuicheng prevented her from being too firm. With Zhang Shuicheng's movements, Andy soon became intoxicated, her eyes half-closed, enjoying the pleasure this white-haired old man brought her.

Zhang Shuicheng, suppressing the discomfort of his engorged penis, quietly slipped his right hand inside Andy's uniform skirt, gently caressing her inner thigh through her stockings—so soft and smooth! Slowly, his hand slipped inside Andy's white panties.

"Ah…don't do this…" Andy let out a low moan.

Zhang Shuicheng inserted his fingers into her vulva, gently rubbing her young clitoris: "Don't be too loud, we'll be discovered."

In the extremely tense situation of being discovered at any moment, both of their bodies were incredibly sensitive.

While squeezing Andy's full buttocks and sucking on her full breasts, Zhang Shuicheng pulled out his penis and guided Andy's hand to touch it. "

Yours…it's so big…so hot!" Andy whispered shyly.

The small bathroom was filled with their rapid breathing and soft, sensual sounds.

As Andy stroked his penis, enjoying her soft, warm body, Zhang Shuicheng couldn't resist any longer: "Andy, put one foot on the toilet seat."

Zhang Shuicheng held Andy's fragrant buttocks from behind, pulling her white panties down to her calves. He slowly inserted his large, black penis into Andy's peach blossom cave, soft and hot, her young cunt so wonderful. While fucking her, Zhang Shuicheng caressed Andy's breasts with both hands. Andy panted softly, enjoying the thrusting of this old man who could be her father, occasionally turning back to kiss Zhang Shuicheng. The bathroom was a scene of lewdness.

Ah…ah…after hundreds of thrusts, Zhang Shuicheng couldn't hold back any longer. "

No…don't ejaculate inside…you'll get pregnant…" Andy sensed Zhang Shuicheng was about to ejaculate.

But at the peak of his climax, Zhang Shuicheng couldn't control himself and ejaculated his thick, old semen into Andy's uterus. "

I'm sorry, I really couldn't hold back…" He pulled out his penis, picked up a tissue, and wiped Andy clean. As Andy's honey pot slowly released his thick, white semen, it trickled down her thighs. Andy, with her eyes closed and head tilted to the side, was still savoring the afterglow of her orgasm.

Before disembarking, Zhang Shuicheng gave Andy 1 million yuan, and the two became close friends despite their age difference.

(II)

"Good morning, Mr. Zhang." Xiao Liu, the security guard on duty at the garage entrance, greeted Zhang Shuicheng as he walked in. "

Good morning, Xiao Liu.

Are you driving a BMW or a Forever brand bicycle today?" Xiao Liu joked. "

You little devil." Zhang Shuicheng smiled and quickly walked into garage number 048 in the underground garage. Parked there was a luxurious black BMW, next to which was a dilapidated Forever brand bicycle that seemed completely out of place. Every time he saw this old bicycle, Zhang Shuicheng would think of the hard days he spent running his business, and of course, the passionate years of starting his own business.

Zhang Shuicheng got into his BMW and drove towards the Lujiazui Financial and Trade Zone. Driving along Century Avenue in Pudong, looking at the beautiful greenery and towering skyscrapers on both sides of the road, he couldn't help but sigh. Back when he was struggling alone in Shanghai, Pudong was still farmland. He used to ride his bicycle almost every corner of Shanghai for business, including Pudong. Those were tough times. Compared to him, his two sons were truly fortunate.

Thinking of his sons, Zhang Shuicheng couldn't help but smile. Xiao Feng had always been obedient and hardworking. He had just returned from MIT a couple of years ago with an MBA and was now the vice president of the group, becoming his right-hand man. Last year, he even married the daughter of a shipping and trading company owner, settling down as a man.

But Xiao Yun… sigh… thinking of his younger son, Zhang Shuicheng felt helpless. His free-spirited nature meant he spent all his time with girls. He was almost a senior in high school, and he didn't know if he could get into Fudan University. If not, he would have to send him to the United States, even though Feng Jiao strongly opposed it.

"56th floor of Jinmao Building,

young master of Mingcheng Group, what brings you here? Skipped class again?" Secretary Tracy Lin greeted Zhang Yun as he hurried in, noticing that Xiao Xue, the daughter of the finance director, was also by his side. "

Sister Lin, I'm not afraid. My dad's in America on business and hasn't come back yet," Zhang Yun replied with a grin. "

President Zhang called and said he's back and on his way to the company!"

"Hurry up and get to your mom's." Zhang Yun was startled and quickly pulled Xiao Xue inside. "

How can you do this? Doesn't she have a brain?" They had barely reached the finance office door when they heard Xiao Xue's mother, Liu Xia, scolding her. "

My mom's furious right now. Don't let her see me, or I'll get yelled at again." Xiao Xue quickly turned and left. "

What are you afraid of?" Xiao Yun watched Xiao Xue's retreating figure as she pushed open the door and went inside. "Aunt Xia, you're angry again. You'll age easily."

"Go out and get back to work." Liu Xia dismissed her subordinate. "Xiao Yun, you little rascal." Liu Xia laughed: "Which female classmate are you flirting with today?"

"Your daughter, of course." Xiao Yun thought to herself, "No, that's all.

I saw you at Tianma Entertainment City with a client last time. What were you doing there? You're still a child, don't learn bad habits." Liu Xia said with a smile.

Looking at Aunt Xia's ambiguous smile, Xiao Yun's heart skipped a beat. Liu Xia was 38 years old this year, wearing black high boots and sheer stockings, a red scarf around her neck, beautiful features, and a professional outfit that accentuated her graceful figure—a typical image of a strong woman.

"If I can't have your daughter today, I'll have you." Xiao Yun grinned mischievously, closing the door behind her. She walked up to Liu Xia, unzipped her pants, and took out her penis: "Aunt Xia, do you think I'm still young?"

"Xiao Yun, what are you doing!" Liu Xia was stunned and took a few steps back. Xiao Yun had always touched her inappropriately before, but she had always thought of him as a child and hadn't paid any attention. She never expected him to dare to do this today.

Xiao Yun looked at Liu Xia with a grin, calm and collected, while masturbating, his penis suddenly becoming several times larger. "

This guy's bigger than my husband's," Liu Xia thought, her face turning red. "

Aunt Xia, I like you so much.

I... I could be your mother."

Xiao Yun hugged Aunt Xia tightly, kissing her mouth passionately: "Aunt Xia, you're so beautiful, I like you so much. I'll talk to my dad about you, and then I'll promote you to vice president." While coaxing Aunt Xia, Xiao Yun's hands roamed over her body, groping her voluptuous figure. "

You little devil... you just know how to lie..." Aunt Xia tried to push him away, but she didn't dare to be too forceful. This job, this position, was hard-won. Gradually, her body heated up, and her lower body began to itch: "Xiao Yun... don't..." Her voice trailed off.

Xiaoyun helped Aunt Xia to the window, gazing at the beautiful Pudong scenery outside the Jinmao Tower. Xiaoyun rolled up Aunt Xia's business skirt, squatted down, and ran her hand along her thigh-high stockings, feeling how soft and comfortable they were. She slowly moved upwards, caressing her plump buttocks while pulling down her panties.

"Ah…Xiaoyun…no…do this here…" Xiaoyun ignored her, spreading her two snow-white, plump buttocks apart, licking her vulva with her tongue. "Ah…no…lick here, it's dirty!" Xiaoyun was deeply licking Aunt Xia's anus with her tongue.

While watching Aunt Xia's exquisite black high-top leather boots, her black pantyhose pulled up to her thighs, and her white thighs contrasting sharply with the black, Xiaoyun masturbated. Her penis was too hard. Xiaoyun stood up, helped Aunt Xia up, and slowly inserted her penis into her vulva from behind.

"Ah…

don't be too loud, we're in the office." Xiaoyun gently kissed Aunt Xia's earlobe, thrusting into the beautiful middle-aged woman's honey pot. So good!

"Aunt Xia, lift this leg up." Xiao Yun held Aunt Xia's right leg, admiring his black penis entering and exiting her beautiful vagina, flipping in and out. The whole office was filled with the sounds of thrusting and the two people's panting.

"Ah...don't pull it out..."

Xiao Yun suddenly turned around and picked up Aunt Xia, making her face him. Looking into Aunt Xia's smiling eyes, Aunt Xia covered her eyes in embarrassment. "

Aunt Xia, was it good just now?"

"You little rascal."

Xiao Yun lifted Aunt Xia's legs and picked her up: "Aunt Xia, you're so heavy."

"Xiao Yun, what are you doing? Put me down!"

Although Xiao Yun was only 16 years old, he was already 1.7 meters tall and very strong: "Aunt Xia, let's change positions." He lifted Aunt Xia's buttocks, guided his penis to her vagina, and slowly lowered her.

"Ah..." A lewd position, Aunt Xia blushed deeply, being done like this by a child who could be her son was too shameful: "Hurry up, someone will come in soon."

Xiao Yun lifted Aunt Xia's buttocks, raising and lowering them, enjoying the friction of his penis in this position. He admired Aunt Xia's tightly furrowed brows, slightly open mouth, and her delicate nose, so lewd! The strong woman who had been scolding people so fiercely just moments before was now groaning and submitting beneath him.

Ah...ah...After hundreds of thrusts, Xiao Yun ejaculated, holding Aunt Xia tightly, kissing her lips, and forcefully shooting his young semen deep into the beautiful woman's womb. Aunt Xia also tightly hugged Xiao Yun's neck, enjoying the spasms of orgasm. "

Aunt Xia, I'm going to come home and fuck you from now on," Xiao Yun told Aunt Xia as he left.

(III)

Shanghai West Suburbs Manor, Zhang Shuicheng's private villa. "

Mom, are we going to West Lake this morning?" Zhang Yun asked his mother while biting into his bread. "

Yes, your dad said he's free today." Lei Fengjiao, dressed in all black, looked even more dignified and beautiful. "

Sister Zhang, go upstairs and tell Shuicheng to get up quickly."

Just as Aunt Zhang was about to answer, Zhang Shuicheng came downstairs in his pajamas, phone in hand.

"Hello, Xiaolin, what's up?"

"I'm sorry to bother you so early, Mr. Zhang. Something happened at Mingcheng Garden. Last night, a worker at the construction site had a fever, and later... later it was diagnosed as SARS at the hospital. This morning, the construction site has been quarantined and construction cannot resume." Secretary Xiaolin reported anxiously on the other end.

Zhang Shuicheng's heart sank; the thing he had been worried about had happened. The handover date for Mingcheng Garden was fast approaching. Last time, a deputy director of the Public Security Bureau who bought a unit in Mingcheng Garden came to the company to complain about the slow construction schedule. Those who bought units in Mingcheng Garden all have some connections in Shanghai. If the handover is not on time, it will be a real problem. "

Mr. Zhang, what do you think we should do?" "Manager Liu from the construction site has called you several times."

Zhang Shuicheng pondered for a moment: "Xiaolin, get ready immediately. I'm going to the Construction Committee right away." "

What's wrong, Shuicheng? What happened?" Lei Fengjiao stood up and rushed to greet him, asking anxiously.

"There's a SARS outbreak at the construction site, and we're under quarantine. I need to go see Director Wang from the Construction Committee right away.

Aren't you supposed to be going to Hangzhou today?" Xiaoyun was unhappy: "It's rare that you have time."

Zhang Shuicheng ignored her, still pondering how to deal with this crisis, and turned to go upstairs. "

Next time. You should do your homework today; you have exams next week." Lei Fengjiao walked over and patted Xiaoyun's head. Xiaoyun reluctantly went into her room. "

Xiaoxin, come over here." Lei Fengjiao made a call to her secretary, Wang Yuxin. This young lady has been acting strangely lately, always seeming absent-minded. It's not good to talk to her at the company, but I have some time today, so I want to talk to her alone. She's Director Wang's daughter, and I'll also have her tell her father about the SARS outbreak.

Around 10 a.m., when Wang Yuxin arrived, Lei Fengjiao was swimming.

"Aunt Lei," Wang Yuxin stood by the pool, gazing intently at Lei Fengjiao's fair and voluptuous body swimming in the clear water. Sunlight shimmered on the surface: "Almost 46, and still such a great figure!"

"Xiaoxin, you're here?" "Come swim with me! Your swimsuit is in the changing room, I've got it ready for you." "

I can't swim."

"No problem, I'll teach you." "Hurry up!"

Xiaoxin changed into her swimsuit and carefully entered the pool. "

I never knew your skin was so good, and your figure is amazing! You're absolutely stunning!"

Lei Fengjiao swam over with a smile, taking Wang Yuxin's arm. Wang Yuxin blushed shyly.

"Xiaoxin, have you been preoccupied lately? You seem so absent-minded.

" Wang Yuxin glanced quickly at Lei Fengjiao: "No!"

Lei Fengjiao was startled, feeling that that glance was strikingly similar to Zhang Shuicheng's eyes. "

Alright, fine, if you won't tell me, I'll teach you how to swim." Lei Fengjiao supported Wang Yuxin's waist, and the two swam in the water.

The 18-year-old's body was very supple. Holding Wang Yuxin's waist, Lei Fengjiao couldn't help but sigh, realizing her own body had become somewhat lax. Lost in thought, she unknowingly swam into the deep end when Wang Yuxin suddenly lost her balance and slipped in. Lei Fengjiao's swimming skills were mediocre, and it took her a while to finally pull Wang Yuxin out and place her on the poolside.

Wang Yuxin was unconscious, and Lei Fengjiao quickly began CPR. Just as she was about to put her mouth to Wang Yuxin's, Wang Yuxin suddenly grabbed her, their tongues intertwining. Lei Fengjiao struggled and pushed her away…

"Xiaoxin, what are you doing!" Lei Fengjiao finally managed to pull her mouth away. "

Aunt Lei, I like you so much." Wang Yuxin opened her bright eyes. "

We're both women, you should find a boyfriend." "

Aunt Lei, I've never liked men since I was little. Every time I see you scolding those stinky men in the company, I admire you so much. I like you so much, I want to love you properly."

As Lei Fengjiao listened to Wang Yuxin's confession, their bodies pressed tightly together, feeling each other's warmth. Wang Yuxin's hands caressed her buttocks, feeling a little dizzy: "Young people these days are so open."

"You...you shouldn't do this, I could be your mother." "Mmm..."

Before she could finish, Wang Yuxin kissed her again, swallowing Lei Fengjiao's fragrant tongue and sweet saliva, her hands gently caressing her breasts.

By the pool, a young girl and a woman old enough to be her mother were locked in a passionate kiss. Xiaoyun stood on the windowsill, watching her mother and Wang Yuxin in astonishment. "

Xiaoxin, no, not here..." Lei Fengjiao was also aroused.

Wang Yuxin knew Lei Fengjiao had given in: "Aunt Lei, let's go to the changing room."

The cramped changing room was only about 5 square meters. Wang Yuxin pushed Lei Fengjiao against the wall, lifted her arms, and launched into another frenzied kiss. The small space was filled with their soft, smacking sounds. Lei Fengjiao was also aroused; she was already wet.

Xiaoyun had already come down and was peeking through the ventilation opening from the doorway.

Wang Yuxin gradually squatted down, pulled aside Aunt Lei's swimsuit bottoms, and began licking Lei Fengjiao's clitoris and labia, her hands spreading Lei Fengjiao's snowy buttocks; Lei Fengjiao raised her head, her eyes half-closed, enjoying the girl's tenderness.

Looking at her mother's slightly plump body, flawless white skin, her hair styled in a professional woman's updo, yet her face was full of lust, Xiaoyun was excited, seeing her mother's dignified and serious demeanor, she couldn't help but take out her own penis and slowly masturbate.

"Xiaoxin, don't... don't lick there, it's dirty..."

It turned out that Wang Yuxin had already crawled between Lei Fengjiao's legs, extending and retracting her fragrant tongue to lick her anus; the tingling and numb feeling made Lei Fengjiao slightly raise her snowy buttocks, allowing Wang Yuxin to lick deeper.

After a while, why did she stop licking? Lei Fengjiao opened her eyes and saw Wang Yuxin take out a dildo from her bag and put it on, making her look exactly like a man.

"You little brat, you were prepared all along!" "

Aunt Lei, I've missed you so much! Every time I see your strong, independent image at the company, I can't help myself. I just want to fuck you, I want to conquer you."

"Xiao Xin..." Lei Fengjiao looked at Wang Yuxin, her eyes filled with a mother's love: "I've always treated you like my daughter, how could you treat me like this?

" "Aunt Lei, I want it!" Wang Yuxin turned Lei Fengjiao's buttocks towards herself, making her face the wall, and grabbed Lei Fengjiao's breasts from behind, gently kneading them: "Aunt Lei, I'll make you feel very comfortable."

Lei Fengjiao helplessly closed her eyes; she also needed it now, and couldn't pretend.

"Ah... gently, Xiao Xin."

Wang Yuxin slowly inserted the dildo from behind, slowly thrusting in and out.

"Aunt Lei, does it feel good?"

"Mmm... deeper..." Lei Fengjiao squinted, enjoying the feeling of being fucked by a young girl.

"Mom, I love you so much, I love fucking you!" Wang Yuxin whispered obsessively.

It turned out she had a mother complex, poor child. Lei Fengjiao responded: "Good girl, hurry! Harder... fuck your mother, I love being fucked by you..."

In the small dressing room, two snow-white bodies pressed together, an 18-year-old teenage girl fucking a 46-year-old middle-aged woman in a doggy-style position. The air was filled with their soft moans, and the dressing room was filled with a decadent and sensual atmosphere.

Xiao Yun's blood was surging, and he quickened his pace, staring at his mother's slightly upturned snow-white buttocks, her dignified yet wanton face, and her long, slender legs standing straight with excitement. Xiao Yun was incredibly excited, almost bursting with desire.

Ah... ah... As his mother reached her climax, Xiao Yun also ejaculated thick, youthful semen outside.

Inside the dressing room, the two women hugged tightly.

"I really want to fuck my mother!" Xiao Yun suddenly felt this intense desire.

(IV) Zhang Feng and his mother-in-law, Wang Hong,

were on their way to the Jin Mao Tower. At the intersection of Century Avenue and Pudong Avenue, the light was red again. Zhang Feng put in his CD player, and Ouyang Feifei's "Entry and Exit" started playing—his favorite song.

Feeling a little better, he lit a cigarette and looked out the window. It was Monday, another rush hour. Watching the crowds, several white-collar workers running across the zebra crossing, he wondered what people were busy with all their lives, just for a few bites of food. Zhang

Feng sighed. He hadn't been happy since returning to Shanghai. As the vice president of his father's real estate empire, Mingcheng Group, he should be living a carefree and happy life, but for some reason, he felt uneasy.

*Beep*... A shout from behind startled Zhang Feng from his reverie. The light had turned green. Zhang Feng threw away his cigarette, turned the car around, and headed towards the Dalian Road Tunnel. Destination: Caoyang, Putuo District.

Entering Lanxi Road, the towering plane trees on both sides, lush and green, gave Zhang Feng a feeling of coming home. This was where he had spent his happy childhood; before his father became wealthy, the whole family lived here.

Caoyang was the first workers' new village built in Shanghai in 1949, and now the entire Caoyang area has a 50-year history. It has many old houses, beautiful greenery, and a ring-shaped waterway. Zhang Shuicheng's family has a deep affection for Caoyang and still preserves their old house there.

After returning to Shanghai, whenever Zhang Feng was unhappy, he would come here, searching for something he had lost—whether it was happiness or something else, he couldn't say for sure. The car slowly drove along the road, feeling the warmth of the sun. Zhang Feng felt a sense of relief and casually turned off his phone. He would stay here for the day.

After getting out of the car, in a small park near the ring-shaped waterway, Zhang Feng found a sunny spot and started thinking. He had always wanted to start his own company and work for himself; working for his father's company always made him feel uncomfortable. But funds were limited, and his father was unwilling to ask for money. There was also his wife, Li Jiayan; this marriage was a business arrangement for the union of two families, not of his own volition. He and Li Jiayan had been arguing a lot lately, and he was quite troubled. "

Xiao Feng…"

Zhang Feng turned around and saw it was his mother-in-law, Wang Hong, a senior teacher at Shanghai No. 2 High School. "

It's Mom!" Zhang Feng then remembered that his mother-in-law's family also lived in Caoyang. "

Xiao Feng, you've come to see me, come in and sit for a while." Wang Hong looked at Zhang Feng affectionately. "

Oh… okay…" Zhang Feng felt a little embarrassed; this wasn't his original purpose. Wang Hong took Zhang Feng's arm and led him towards Caoyang Huating. "

Sit down, I'll get you some water." "

Dad's not home? You haven't started school yet, have you? You seem quite free."

Wang Hong is a senior teacher at Shanghai No. 2 High School. She's getting old, already 46, and will retire in a few years. "

You haven't seemed very happy lately. Why didn't you go to the company today?"

"Hmm..." Zhang Feng replied casually.

"Is there something going on between you and Jia Yan? Tell me everything." Wang Hong took Zhang Feng's hand, and Zhang Feng felt a surge of warmth in his heart. He had never told anyone about his problems; his family was always too busy.

Zhang Feng told Wang Hong all his troubles. Wang Hong was a teacher, very considerate of others, and good at comforting people. After a while, Zhang Feng felt much better, and he felt his bond with his mother-in-law, Wang Hong, had deepened considerably. "

Xiao Feng, our whole family likes you very much. From the first moment I saw you, I liked you very much. You're a good child.

Thank you, Mom." Zhang Feng held Wang Hong's hand, feeling that Wang Hong was like his own mother—so kind and beautiful.

Zhang Feng suddenly felt a pang of emotion. They stared at each other for a moment, and Wang Hong, sensing something was amiss, quickly averted her gaze and hurriedly went into the kitchen. Zhang Feng followed. Looking at Wang Hong's slightly plump, middle-aged body—her long legs, her dark, curly hair, and her gold-rimmed glasses—she was the epitome of a sophisticated, intellectual woman.

A surge of impulse welled up within Zhang Feng. He grabbed Wang Hong from behind. "Mom, I love you…"

Wang Hong panicked. "Xiao Feng, don't do this…"

He felt a wave of unease wash over him. His conversation with Wang Hong had cheered him up considerably. A surge of emotion rose within Zhang Feng, and his hands began to roam over Wang Hong's body, exploring her every inch.

Wang Hong protested, "Xiao Feng, I'm your mother-in-law, don't do this…"

Zhang Feng kissed her, silencing her. His hands kneaded Wang Hong's breasts; the full, smooth breasts of a middle-aged woman felt incredibly good to him. He gently nibbled at Wang Hong's earlobe. "Mom, I love you so much. I need you."

Wang Hong felt a surge of emotion. The passion with her husband had long since faded, and it had been a long time since a man had spoken to her like this. Ah… Xiao Feng…

Zhang Feng turned Wang Hong around, so her back was to him. He squatted down, rolled up Wang Hong's skirt, and stroked her long, slender legs through her stockings. He slowly pulled down her white stockings and black panties, revealing her fair, plump buttocks to Zhang Feng's eyes. “

Xiao Feng, don’t…” Wang Hong felt a surge of embarrassment. In broad daylight, she was naked, doing this with her son-in-law… Ah…

Zhang Feng bent Wang Hong forward, making her buttocks slightly raised, exposing the middle-aged woman's beautiful vulva to him, shyly closed like its owner.

Zhang Feng gently licked Wang Hong's vulva, spreading her buttocks apart with both hands, licking back and forth between her anus and vagina. Wang Hong raised her head. It felt so good, so obscene. This contradictory feeling made Wang Hong's body extremely sensitive, and she stripped off her clothes.

Wang Hong, a beautiful, slightly plump, naked middle-aged woman, appeared before Zhang Feng's eyes. She was beautiful, possessing the demureness of a highly educated woman, her slightly protruding belly making Zhang Feng's penis hard again. Wang Hong shyly lowered her head, clutching her breasts. "Xiao Feng, I'm nervous, I need to go... to the bathroom..."

Zhang Feng grabbed Wang Hong from behind and led her to the bathroom. "Xiao Feng... don't do this... I can do it myself...

I'll help you pee," Zhang Feng said playfully.

Her legs were spread wide, her vulva wide open—so lewd! Wang Hong felt a surge of shame; she had never been like this in front of anyone before.

"Hurry up, Mom..."

Wang Hong could only concentrate on urinating. After a while, the sound of urine dripping...drip-drip... echoed in the bathroom.

"Phew..." After urinating, Wang Hong felt a wave of relief. Zhang Feng sat on the toilet. "Mom, you feel better now, suck me too..."

Wang Hong blushed and gently put Zhang Feng's penis into her mouth. Due to moral constraints, she had never done this with her husband. "

So good!" Watching Wang Hong suck and lick his penis, Zhang Feng felt a surge of pleasure. Normally a serious teacher at school, an authority figure for her students, she was now kneeling between his legs, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and licking him.

Zhang Feng's masculine pride welled up. The small bathroom space filled with heat; both of them felt their bodies burning hot, the air thick with a lewd scent. "Mom, you've worked so hard, sit on top."

Wang Hong gently sat down, holding Zhang Feng's penis. Zhang Feng lifted Wang Hong's buttocks and began to move up and down. Wang Hong grabbed Zhang Feng's neck, her face weakly resting on his head, enjoying the boy's tenderness.

Zhang Feng turned and kissed Wang Hong's lips: "Mom...Mom...I'm fucking you...

Fuck me, fuck me to death..." Wang Hong was already infatuated, tightly gripping Zhang Feng's neck. "

It's so stuffy!" Wang Hong said.

Suddenly Zhang Feng stood up and walked towards the living room, tossing Wang Hong up and down as he went. Wang Hong clung to Zhang Feng's head, her body moving in sync with the movements. Ah... Ah...

Before they even reached the living room, both of them couldn't hold back anymore and collapsed onto the carpet...

(V)

Six o'clock in the morning, the 56th floor of the Jin Mao Tower.

It was still early before work hours, and the company was quiet. Zhang Feng stood by the window, gazing at the Huangpu River in the distance. It was another rainy day in Shanghai.

He had heard the news last night that Leslie Cheung had committed suicide by jumping off a building.

People born in the 1970s basically grew up alongside Hong Kong and Taiwan superstars like Leslie Cheung and Tam Wing-lam.

"Silence is Golden," "The Side," and "A Chinese Ghost Story" seemed like yesterday. When he first heard the news, Zhang Feng didn't believe it. After confirming it later, he was filled with a mixture of sadness and something else. Such a person, so successful and famous, someone who would never commit suicide, had actually gone to his death.

Zhang Feng couldn't believe it, yet he also felt a sense of understanding. Humans are fragile, life is unbearably light; perhaps in the instant he jumped from the high building, his soul gained freedom. He

had been married to Li Jiayan for over a year, their relationship marked by frequent arguments. Li Jiayan was a power-hungry woman who often mocked Zhang Feng as a puppet. The company's power was firmly in his father's hands, and the company's relationships were complex, with several veterans eyeing the company with real power. He had very little say in anything, making life difficult.

Recently, he and Li Jiayan had separated, leaving him deeply depressed.

Zhang Feng stood by the window, the scenery outside shrouded in a semi-transparent misty rain, indistinct and fleeting. Each raindrop slid down the glass, leaving trails, like a person's life—falling into the world, enduring suffering, yet ultimately leaving no trace, returning to where they came from.

Life is short and so fragile. Should he live in someone else's shadow, or walk his own path?

Zhang Feng stood straight at the window, watching the raindrops slide down the panes, his mind filled with the questions he'd been asking himself for days. "

I want to start my own business. I want a free and independent life. My previous reasons were just excuses to escape. I need to tell Li Jiayan that I'm not the person she always thought I was. I can change, I can create a new me."

Zhang Feng sighed, feeling much lighter. "I need to tell her my decision." He turned and left the company, driving to Li Jiayan

's place. In the car, Zhang Feng put on a Leslie Cheung CD: "

Like a parade and a performance, your gaze only touched my profile." The beautiful and familiar melody began to play. Doesn't everyone have their own profile, but they just haven't discovered it yet, or made a crucial decision?

They arrived at Caoyang again, with tall, lush plane trees lining both sides. Li Jiayan had bought an apartment in Tongbai Apartments, very close to her parents' home; the couple had lived there for a while.

As Zhang Feng passed by Cao Yang Huating, he glanced up at his in-laws' house. He remembered how, during a bad day, he'd impulsively had a relationship with his mother-in-law, and since then, he'd been too embarrassed to go back. Turning off Xingshan Road, he soon arrived at Tongbai Apartments.

"Hmm...that car looks a lot like my father's BMW?" Zhang Feng thought, feeling a strange unease. "Maybe I'm mistaken?" he tried to reassure himself.

He was about to ring the doorbell, but his finger hesitated. After a moment's thought, he took out his key, opened the door, and went straight to the bedroom, slowly pushing open the door. Zhang Feng

was stunned. Beside Li Jiayan lay an old man with white hair. The stark contrast between his jet-black hair and the white hair beside him was striking. A surge of anger welled up inside Zhang Feng, and he was about to storm in when the old man suddenly turned around. It was his father—Zhang Shuicheng.

Zhang Feng froze, unsure whether to go in or back down. A mix of emotions—anger, resentment, and shame—filled his heart.

Suddenly, Li Jiayan moved her hand, indicating she was awake. Zhang Feng quickly retreated, hiding behind the living room sofa, where he could see the half-open bedroom. "

Dad, you... why are you sleeping here?" Li Jiayan sat up abruptly, taking two steps backward, crossing her arms over her chest, and exclaimed loudly. "

Xiaoyan, you... you're awake?" Zhang Shuicheng remained calm, still lying down, smiling at his startled daughter-in-law. "

Didn't you leave after drinking yesterday?

You were very drunk, and you even clung to me, not letting me leave you..." Zhang Shuicheng smiled. "

You... you're talking nonsense, I... I thought it was Xiaofeng...

Okay, never mind, I was drunk yesterday too, what's done is done..."

Li Jiayan lowered her head, sobbing softly. Zhang Shuicheng looked at his half-naked daughter-in-law, her white body swaying gently with her sobs, her black hair cascading down her shoulders, recalling the passion of the previous night.

Zhang Shuicheng's heart stirred again. He sat up and held Li Jiayan's shoulders, "Good daughter-in-law, don't cry, it'll hurt your health." He handed her a tissue to wipe her face.

Li Jiayan shook her head twice, but couldn't shake off Zhang Shuicheng's hand. She took the tissue and wiped her face, sobbing, "You...you're committing incest! How can I face anyone after this? I'm so sorry to Xiaofeng..."

At least she still has some shame. Zhang Feng looked at his crying wife, feeling a pang of sorrow in his heart. "

If I don't say anything, who will know?" Zhang Shuicheng stroked Li Jiayan's snow-white back. "Besides, what's done is done. What era are we living in? You're still so reserved." "

But...we are, after all, father-in-law and daughter-in-law. I'm sorry to Xiaofeng...

I'll make it up to him." Zhang Shuicheng's hand moved restlessly to her chest.

"What...what are you doing now?" Li Jiayan shook off Zhang Shuicheng's hand. "

Good daughter-in-law, you were so passionate yesterday, how come you've suddenly changed?" Zhang Shuicheng said, removing the blanket covering her.

Li Jiayan's snow-white body was exposed again, her long legs and full buttocks.

"Don't...don't do this..." Li Jiayan grabbed the blanket and pulled it back over herself.

Zhang Shuicheng grabbed Li Jiayan and kissed her, saying, "We've already done it once yesterday, I'll make it up to you and Xiaofeng."

Li Jiayan initially resisted, but as Zhang Shuicheng kissed her, and remembering her respect for her father-in-law, she, like many women, yielded to the stronger one. Hearing Zhang Shuicheng's words about already having done it, Li Jiayan's body softened, and she slowly began to passionately kiss Zhang Shuicheng with her tongue.

Zhang Shuicheng enjoyed his daughter-in-law's tenderness while watching her slightly closed eyes and their intertwined tongues with smug satisfaction, determined to conquer this forbidden flower.

Zhang Feng watched his wife's intimacy with his father with heartache, his penis hard despite his grief, and he found himself unusually excited.

Zhang Shuicheng then pressed his daughter-in-law down, lifting her long legs high, and kissed her genitals.

"Ah…father-in-law…please don't…" Li Jiayan murmured, her hands pressing hard against Zhang Shuicheng's head, her legs tightly clamped together.

Zhang Shuicheng, his tongue lolling out, licked Li Jiayan's vulva and urethra back and forth, his fingers gently touching her anus.

Li Jiayan, head held high, trembled slightly with excitement. The small bedroom was filled with the scent of male and female secretions, the air thick with lewdness.

Imagine a nearly sixty-year-old white-haired man and a young woman in the prime of her life, engaging in intense oral sex—how obscene and exciting!

Zhang Feng unconsciously began to stroke his penis, his eyes fixed on his wife and father's intimacy.

Zhang Shuicheng slowly inserted his fingers, gently thrusting them in and out of his daughter-in-law's vulva, admiring her excited expression and voluptuous body. He hadn't properly looked at his daughter-in-law's body the night before.

Zhang Shuicheng felt his daughter-in-law's vagina was wet, and Li Jiayan's legs began to move slowly. He himself was also very aroused. Zhang Shuicheng felt the time was right, lifted Li Jiayan's legs, aimed his penis at her vulva, and forcefully thrust it in.

Ah…ah…Li Jiayan felt a surge of fulfilling pleasure.

Zhang Shuicheng began to straddle his daughter-in-law, thrusting in and out. Their eyes met; he was her father-in-law, and she was her daughter-in-law. The taboo of incest excited them both immensely.

Human sexual psychology is like this: the more taboo something is, the more societal it is, the more clandestine it is, the more people want to try it. Incest is like that; many people fantasize about it. A friend's wife, siblings, even parents are all objects of many sexual fantasies, but they dare not do it in reality.

While Zhang Shuicheng was having sex with his daughter-in-law, they kissed passionately, exchanging saliva above and rubbing against each other below. Zhang Shuicheng felt extremely excited.

To prevent himself from ejaculating too quickly, Zhang Shuicheng had his daughter-in-law sit on top of him, while he lay on the bed, watching her movements. Her breasts bounced up and down, her face flushed, and her black hair danced with the movement. It was so lewd; making love with such a forbidden and beautiful bud was truly a pleasure.

He was already an old man in his sixties, yet he could still play with such a beautiful young woman, and she was his own daughter-in-law. The incestuous pleasure made Zhang Shuicheng almost unable to hold back.

Ah...ah...Zhang Shuicheng held his daughter-in-law's full breasts tightly, his lower body thrusting, and he ejaculated profusely.

Li Jiayan felt a hot stream spray into her uterus, hot and spicy, and she also lost her climax after a burst of stimulation.

Zhang Feng watched this incestuous climax, his hand also constantly stroking his penis, and his semen sprayed violently onto the back of the sofa.

(VI) Zhang Yun and Sister-in-law Li Jiayan

Since she had physical intimacy with her father-in-law, Li Jiayan felt ashamed, but at the same time felt that she had a strong backer in the family, and her attitude at home also changed. Before, she was quite polite to her mother-in-law and Xiaoyun, but now she ignored them, especially Xiaoyun, whom she often ordered around and would occasionally scold her as the sister-in-law.

Xiaoyun often held back her anger, thinking, "Why do you have to tell me what to do?" But she also felt strange; her once gentle and humble sister-in-law had changed so much, and she knew her brother-in-law must be having a tough time lately.

Qingming Festival was approaching again. Many people in Shanghai have ancestors buried in Suzhou, Wuxi, and other places, so every year during Qingming, it's another peak season for Shanghai's passenger transport, with millions traveling to sweep tombs. Zhang Shuicheng's family was also going back to Hunan. Lei Fengjiao had bought their plane tickets long ago; only she and Zhang Feng would be going this time. Zhang Shuicheng couldn't go because he was going to the United States, Zhang Yun couldn't go because he was facing a major exam, and Li Jiayan couldn't go because of her family's tomb-sweeping activities.

Zhang Yun was bored at home alone. Since his friends wouldn't come out because of exams, he was spending his time online, browsing aimlessly. Ever since his encounter with Liu Xia, the 38-year-old financial director of his company, Zhang Yun had developed a strong interest in older, more mature women. Their voluptuous bodies, dignified expressions, and their wanton behavior under his passionate advances gave him immense satisfaction and a great sense of accomplishment. Suddenly, he heard the living room door creak open.

"Who is it? Everyone's out. Is it a robbery?" Zhang Yun tensed up and quickly turned off the lights, hiding in the shadows. "

Dad, you… don't do this, we're home." It sounded

like his sister-in-law's voice. Zhang Yun was puzzled. "Dad?

They've all gone out. Come on, my good daughter-in-law, I missed you so much."

"Um… no, Xiao Yun is here too."

Could it be Dad and sister-in-law? Zhang Yun was shocked.

A few minutes later, his own door opened. Xiao Yun, hiding in the shadows, saw her father peek out. "Xiao Yun…

Xiao Yun isn't home. Let's have some fun."

"Who's happy? I don't want to! You're so old, and I'm so young. I'd be at a huge disadvantage." "

Okay, baby, stop talking. I'll give you the company's general manager position."

Hmm… After that, no one spoke, only the two of them breathing heavily in the quiet night.

Xiaoyun carefully crawled out of the bedroom and looked down. The lights were off, but there was moonlight outside. In the dim moonlight, two white bodies were tightly entwined on the sofa in the living room—it was her father and sister-in-law.

Xiaoyun felt a rush of blood to her brain, and her penis was rock hard. Her sister-in-law, who usually scolded her, was writhing back and forth under her father's thrusts, emitting waves of seductive moans that were especially alluring in the night. Xiaoyun couldn't help but masturbate, staring intently at her sister-in-law's snow-white skin. In the quiet night, there were the sounds of two people having sex, mixed with her father's deep breathing, her sister-in-law's panting, and Xiaoyun's heavy breathing as he masturbated.

Ah…ah…Father and sister-in-law finally reached their climax together.

Xiaoyun, too, ejaculated during this incestuous performance, returning to her room exhausted.

The next morning, Xiaoyun woke up late, lazily walking to the dining room to find something to eat.

"Xiaoyun, you're home?" Xiaoyun looked and saw Li Jiayan eating breakfast, looking at Xiaoyun with surprise. "You, when did you get back?" Completely lacking her former arrogance, Xiaoyun found it amusing; she seemed guilty. "

Oh. I haven't been back long. Where's Dad?" Xiaoyun deliberately mentioned her father. "

He, he, I don't know." "

Are you going to work today?" Looking at Li Jiayan dressed in an expensive gray business suit, a red scarf around her neck, her snow-white legs gleaming in flesh-colored stockings, and black high heels—a typical professional woman's attire—Xiaoyun's penis involuntarily hardened again.

Li Jiayan noticed Xiaoyun's lewd gaze and hurriedly replied, "Um…I have to go to work, I'll be going now." She then got up and walked towards the door.

Looking at her tall, elegant sister-in-law, Xiaoyun recalled her soft moans beneath her father last night. Overwhelmed with excitement, she rushed to Li Jiayan's side and embraced her tightly. "Sister-in-law, you're so beautiful!"

Li Jiayan struggled fiercely. "Xiaoyun, let go! I'm your sister-in-law!

I saw you and Dad yesterday! Do you want me to tell Mom and Brother?" Xiaoyun's hands roamed freely, greedily caressing her soft, delicate body.

Li Jiayan shuddered, her body going limp. Xiaoyun seized the opportunity to kiss her soft lips, her tongue plunging into her mouth, greedily sucking on her sister-in-law's fragrant tongue. Her hands weren't idle either, kneading Li Jiayan's breasts. Li Jiayan had given up resisting; with Xiaoyun's passionate kisses, her body gradually heated up. Just as Xiaoyun was about to remove Li Jiayan's business attire, Li Jiayan, still maintaining a bit of womanly modesty, said, "Don't take it off, it's broad daylight. " Xiaoyun thought, "The business attire makes it even more enjoyable to have sex with her.

"

He turned Li Jiayan around, making her hold the doorknob with her back to him. He slightly raised Li Jiayan's buttocks, rolled up her gray business skirt, and revealed her long, slender legs and round buttocks beneath her snow-white stockings. Xiaoyun's penis hardened again, trembling as he stroked his sister-in-law's beautiful, smooth legs along the silky stockings.

Li Jiayan trembled slightly under Xiaoyun's caresses, her breathing becoming heavier. After a long time of caressing, Xiaoyun said, "Hurry up, someone will be here."

Reluctantly, Xiaoyun slowly removed Li Jiayan's stockings and panties. Her beautiful, round buttocks and black pubic hair seemed to beckon him. Xiaoyun held his sister-in-law's slender waist and slowly inserted his penis from behind.

Ah... Li Jiayan felt a surge of pleasure the moment he penetrated her .

Xiaoyun felt a wave of pleasure in his penis and began to slowly thrust in and out of Li Jiayan's vagina. Watching his sister-in-law, who usually yelled at him, writhing and yielding beneath him, Xiaoyun's penis grew even larger.

In broad daylight, a 24 or 25-year-old professional woman was passionately having sex with a 15 or 16-year-old boy. Only Li Jiayan's lower body was exposed; her upper body was still dressed in professional women's clothing, and her stockings and panties were only pulled down to her knees, creating a captivating and erotic scene.

After hundreds of thrusts, Xiaoyun, while frantically pounding into Li Jiayan, kneaded her heavy breasts from behind, occasionally spreading her buttocks to admire his sister-in-law's dark brown anus, and of course, his own penis constantly entering and exiting her. Xiaoyun felt a surge of pride; "She's usually fierce to me, but today I'll show you what I'm capable of." Thinking this, Xiaoyun exerted even more force. "

Xiaoyun, be gentle, it hurts."

Watching Li Jiayan's tightly furrowed brows, as if enduring pain, Xiaoyun felt a sadistic pleasure. "

Does it still hurt now, sister-in-law?"

"Mmm…"

After hundreds more thrusts, ah… ah… Xiaoyun ejaculated his young semen amidst the immense forbidden pleasure of incest.

(VII) Zhang Shuicheng and Ming Xueer,

Jinmao Tower, Mingcheng Group Headquarters.

Ming Xueer took a cup, went to the tea room, poured some coffee, and sat there alone, thinking about things at home.

She and Liu Yongkang had been married for almost three years. They were both models at the time, and from their first meeting to their marriage, they were the envy of everyone, a golden couple. They were quite well-known in the modeling world. However, a little over a year after their marriage, Ming Xueer had to give up her beloved modeling career to take care of Liu Yongkang's sick father, who lived with them, and stay at home to be a wife and father.

Liu Yongkang was initially very hardworking, but after failing in the Shanghai Men's Elite Touch Competition early last year, he became discouraged and often stayed at home. The number of gigs he received gradually decreased, and to supplement the family income, Ming Xueer had to find work again.

Thinking of this, Ming Xue'er couldn't help but sigh. A tall man, 1.85 meters, just stayed home all day, watching football and NBA. Recently, all the foreign leagues had ended, but the Chinese Super League had started. Ming Xue'er knew about the Chinese Super League; Mingcheng Group was one of the shareholders of Shanghai International. Yesterday, Mr. Zhang even personally went to Hongkou Football Stadium for the Shanghai Shenhua vs. Shanghai International derby. She

'd call up some of her former colleagues in a couple of days to give him a good talking-to. Thinking of her good-for-nothing husband, Ming Xue'er sat there blankly, forgetting to drink her coffee. "

Xiao Xue, what are you thinking about?"

"Mr. Zhang, I'm sorry, I…" Ming Xue'er looked up and saw Zhang Shuicheng smiling at her. "

I was looking for you earlier, but I didn't expect you to be here. Come to my office for a moment." "

Okay, Mr. Zhang."

Ming Xue'er stood up and followed Zhang Shuicheng, feeling a little anxious. Had she done something wrong? Getting into this company wasn't easy. "

Come, Xiao Xue, have a seat." "

It's alright, just let me know if you need anything immediately."

"You're half a head taller than me standing here, I feel pressured." Zhang Shuicheng chuckled as he looked at Ming Xue'er.

Ming Xue'er, in her high heels, was 1.75 meters tall, making her the tallest woman in the Mingcheng Group. "

Okay." Ming Xue'er felt a little relieved seeing Zhang Shuicheng joking with her.

She wore a grey Ports high-end women's business suit, her jet-black hair neatly combed back, her features delicate, exuding elegance and maturity. Her long legs were even more alluring in flesh-colored stockings, and her black, shiny high heels further accentuated her noble air.

Zhang Shuicheng looked at Ming Xue'er, inwardly marveling: "After all, she's a former model, and a Shanghai woman, truly exceptional."

He had seen countless beautiful women, but Ming Xue'er was indeed quite special—mature and elegant. From the first day Ming Xue'er came to the company for her interview, Zhang Shuicheng was utterly captivated.

Looking at Ming Xue'er, Zhang Shuicheng felt his lower body begin to throb, slowly hardening.

As he aged, Zhang Shuicheng's libido had declined. For a man like Zhang Shuicheng, material possessions were no longer the most important thing; what mattered most was his primal instincts, the ability to ignite his desires and vitality. He had recently rediscovered that feeling with his daughter-in-law, aroused by her youthful body and the thrill of incest. "

Mr. Zhang, is there anything you need?" Ming Xue'er was a little nervous seeing Zhang Shuicheng staring intently at her. Although she was used to being stared at like that by men on the street, she hadn't expected Zhang Shuicheng, who managed billions in assets, to act this way. She felt a little shy, but also a little proud.

"Ah... Xue'er, it's like this..." Zhang Shuicheng said, slowly standing up and walking over to Xue'er, where he sat down.

"Your administrative manager, Manager Wang, is being transferred to Beijing, leaving a vacancy for the administrative manager position. I'd like to find a suitable candidate within your administrative department and would like to hear your thoughts."

Zhang Shuicheng sat close to Ming Xue'er, feeling the warmth of her soft thigh pressed against his. Ming Xue'er's heart pounded. Having worked in the corporate world for several years, she had come to understand things better. A strange mix of nervousness, unease, and a touch of excitement lingered within her.

In Shanghai, China's largest economic city, power, sex, and money were once again the most valuable things in society. In this materialistic age, poverty was mocked, but prostitution was not; morality and dignity had been disregarded.

Her husband was useless, and the burden of the family rested on her shoulders. This was a rare opportunity. She had already been married before, so she could just turn a blind eye to it. Besides, Zhang Shuicheng was a legendary figure, someone she had always greatly admired. Although he was nearing sixty, he possessed a mature and charming appeal.

Ming Xue'er comforted herself while her feelings were conflicted due to traditional moral ethics.

"Xiao Xue, I'm asking you something." The experienced Zhang Shuicheng, observing the changes in Ming Xue'er's expression, already knew what was going on. He gently took her hand. "

How would I know, Mr. Zhang?" Ming Xue'er blushed, her voice soft as she answered, trying to pull her hand away.

"Xiao Xue, I think you're capable." Zhang Shuicheng grabbed Ming Xue'er's hand, preventing her from escaping.

Ming Xue'er's heart skipped a beat, both excited and uneasy. "

I... I'm too inexperienced, I can't do it."

"I say you can, so you can." Zhang Shuicheng knew to strike while the iron was hot, his hand slowly beginning to caress her alluring, stockinged thighs. "

Mr. Zhang, please don't do this, this is the company." Ming Xue'er tried to resist, but in Zhang Shuicheng's eyes, her refusal seemed so weak. "

Don't worry, without my order, no one dares to come in."

Zhang Shuicheng said, beginning to kiss Ming Xue'er's delicate, luscious red lips, which she turned her head away from.

Zhang Shuicheng held Xiao Xue'er's snow-white neck with one hand, and his other hand reached into her breasts.

Finally, Zhang Shuicheng kissed Xiaoxue's sweet lips, greedily sucking on the young woman's fragrant tongue and swallowing her delicious saliva. His other hand grasped Xiaoxue's full breasts. Xiaoxue's breathing gradually quickened; at first she resisted, but slowly she became aroused, her tongue entwining with Zhang Shuicheng's, sucking and kissing each other, slowly indulging her desire.

Zhang Shuicheng pulled Xiaoxue up. Standing up, Xiaoxue was a good half a head taller than Zhang Shuicheng. To make love with such a tall, elegant beauty—what more could a man ask for!

"I must have my way with this beauty," Zhang Shuicheng thought, suppressing his burgeoning lust. He had Xiaoxue lean against the windowsill, her back to him, while he knelt down and rolled up her grey skirt, revealing her thighs in flesh-colored stockings. Her long, straight legs were accentuated by a pair of shiny black high heels. Zhang Shuicheng's lust burned fiercely. He pounced on her, his tongue licking her high heels, meticulously caressing the surface.

Powerful men like Zhang Shuicheng were always aloof, always behaving arrogantly, while others fawned over them. Often, such men harbored a perverse obsession with worshipping queens.

Xiaoxue noticed Zhang Shuicheng's sudden silence and turned to look. She saw him licking her high heels and felt a surge of shame, along with a strange, inexplicable feeling.

Zhang Shuicheng licked Xiaoxue's high heels, enjoying this perverse sexual gratification. His penis grew increasingly hard, and his hands gently caressed her thighs, warm and elastic.

Zhang Shuicheng stood up and pulled off Xiaoxue's stockings and panties, slowly revealing her fair and slender legs and full buttocks. Zhang Shuicheng slowly caressed them, feeling the wonderful touch, and Xiaoxue's body trembled slightly.

Zhang Shuicheng squatted down to admire this masterpiece of God, truly a flawless buttock, snow-white and incredibly cute. Zhang Shuicheng made Xiaoxue's buttocks slightly arch, and his hands slowly parted her buttocks. So beautiful! Her brown anus instantly bloomed, still tightly contracted out of shyness.

Xiaoxue strongly felt Zhang Shuicheng staring at her anus, feeling both shy and nervous. Suddenly, she felt a soreness in her anus, as something soft was licking it.

Xiaoxue turned around and saw, "No... Mr. Zhang, it's dirty there..."

Xiaoxue tilted her head back, enjoying the old man's service, something even her husband had never done.

Zhang Shuicheng licked diligently, enjoying the slightly smelly anus of the young woman, his lower body swelling even more.

In the luxurious office of the Jinmao Tower, a tall, slender professional woman in a gray high-end business suit faced the window, her lower body naked, her snow-white buttocks slightly upturned, while a white-haired old man was squatting down, licking her beautiful anus from behind. What an obscene scene! "

Xiaoxue, lick it for me..." Zhang Shuicheng stood up and made Xiaoxue squat down.

Mingxue shyly squatted down, only to see that Zhang Shuicheng's penis was already erect and menacing.

Mingxue had performed oral sex on her husband before, but this was the first time she had done it on a man other than her husband. She was very shy and hesitated for a moment before opening her cherry-like mouth and sticking out her red and tender tongue to lick Zhang Shuicheng's thick penis.

Zhang Shuicheng felt a chill run down his spine after Xiaoxue's initial lick, his penis trembling slightly. After a while, Xiaoxue began deep oral sex on him. Watching his enormous penis thrust in and out of the beauty's mouth, Zhang Shuicheng felt a surge of male pride.

Xiaoxue's face was flushed, and occasionally, a trace of saliva would appear between her licked penis and her mouth. Because she was squatting, her thighs and buttocks formed a stunning curve, her buttocks half-open with great tension, emitting a dazzling white light.

Under Xiaoxue's licking, Zhang Shuicheng felt a strong urge to urinate. He needed to pee! What to do? Suddenly, a strong, perverse thought crossed Zhang Shuicheng's mind: he wanted to urinate in Xiaoxue's mouth.

"Xiaoxue, I need to pee."

Xiaoxue quickly spat it out and tried to avoid it.

"Xiaoxue, drink it."

"No, no...you're too perverted...

Xiaoxue, I beg you, please satisfy me." Looking at Zhang Shuicheng's pleading eyes, she

thought, "How can Boss Zhang be so perverted? He licked my shoes first, and now he wants me to drink his urine. Should I help him? It's already come to this."

Xiaoxue hesitated for a moment, then knelt in front of Zhang Shuicheng. "Be careful not to get it in my eyes."

Zhang Shuicheng was overjoyed, looking at this stunningly beautiful woman kneeling before him, her mouth half-open, waiting to drink his urine, with a mournful expression. It was so lewd, so stimulating.

Xiaoxue closed her eyes and suddenly felt a stream of scalding liquid shoot into her mouth. The sound of water hitting a container echoed throughout the office, and the smell of urine filled the office.

A young woman was kneeling in the office, eyes closed, mouth open, while an old man was urinating into her mouth—what a lewd scene.

A foul stench assaulted her mouth, and Xiaoxue was about to spit out the urine.

"Xiaoxue, drink it."

Xiaoxue hesitated for a moment, then swallowed. It tasted awful, a strong urine stench. She had never been so humiliated before, and tears of humiliation streamed down her face, yet a strange feeling stirred within her.

Watching Xiaoxue in her grey business attire, her naked lower body, her hair styled in a mature woman's upturned updo, her head tilted back, her lips parted in a delicate pout, while his slightly cloudy yellow urine flowed continuously, watching Xiaoxue struggle to swallow the urine, her closed eyes streaming with tears of humiliation, Zhang Shuicheng felt an intense stimulation, a powerful sadistic pleasure.

Finally, she finished urinating, a pleasure akin to ejaculation.

"Xiaoxue, thank you." Zhang Shuicheng took a tissue and tenderly wiped away the tears and spurting urine from Xiaoxue's face.

His penis was still erect. Ignoring Xiaoxue's pleading eyes, Zhang Shuicheng said, "Come on, Xiaoxue, I haven't come yet."

He turned Xiaoxue around, and she wriggled her hips a few times in protest.

Zhang Shuicheng held Xiaoxue's snowy buttocks and slowly inserted his huge penis. It felt so good! Youth is wonderful!

It went in smoothly. Zhang Shuicheng was surprised to find that Xiaoxue's vagina was already wet. Had Xiaoxue also experienced pleasure earlier? Thinking of this, Zhang Shuicheng thrust even more excitedly into the beautiful woman's tender vaginal walls.

Because Xiaoxue was taller than Zhang Shuicheng, he had to stand on tiptoe behind her, holding onto her buttocks.

Gradually, Xiaoxue began to feel it, and Zhang Shuicheng also experienced wave after wave of pleasure. He had almost ejaculated during oral sex, but a urination relieved him.

Watching this tall beauty panting softly under his thrusts, Zhang Shuicheng felt a great sense of pride. It was truly a blessing for an old man in his sixties to be able to enjoy such a young and beautiful body!

After playing for a while, Zhang Shuicheng, being of advanced age and having played for too long, finally ejaculated his old, turbid semen into Xiaoxue's young vagina, feeling somewhat unwilling to give up.

Zhang Shuicheng lay casually in a rocking chair, looking out the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room at the dazzling night view of the Huangpu River, with boats shuttling back and forth on the water. He sipped red wine and listened to the radio announce the host city for the 44th World Expo. When he heard Shanghai's name, Zhang Shuicheng smiled. He had succeeded again. The 1,000 mu of land he had acquired in the Pudong Shangnan area last month, overcoming all opposition at the board meeting, was about to see its value skyrocket.

Thinking of this, Zhang Shuicheng downed his wine in one gulp and dialed a direct line: "Xiaolin, has the flight to America tonight been booked?" "

It's done, President." The gentle voice of his secretary, Tracy Lin, came from the other end of the line. "

I'm coming over soon, get ready."

The flight from Pudong International Airport to America took off on time. Zhang Shuicheng sat in first class. Why were there so few people today? Besides himself, there were only two or three other people.

Zhang Shuicheng turned on his computer and began planning his meeting with Smith of the A&K Group in the United States the next day. He needed to secure 5 billion yuan in funding to launch the Shangnan project. By noon, Zhang Shuicheng had almost finished. "

Sir, would you like some coffee?"

The voice was sweet. Zhang Shuicheng looked up. She was so beautiful, with delicate features and a voluptuous figure encased in a beautiful flight attendant uniform.

"Sir..." Andy blushed, clearly embarrassed by his gaze. Although men often looked at her like that on airplanes, she never expected this gray-haired old man to do so. "

Your name is Andy. How old are you?" Zhang Shuicheng glanced at her name tag. "

21 years old."

"Hmm, you look familiar. You are Zhang Shuicheng, the president of Mingcheng." Andy remembered the man on the cover of "Life Express" magazine she had read that day. This was the man in front of her. "

Do you know me?" Zhang Shuicheng smiled slightly.

"You built your fortune from scratch, becoming one of the most legendary figures among Shanghai's top ten richest people." Andy's eyes were filled with admiration.

Zhang Shuicheng smiled: "Nothing special, just an ordinary person."

They chatted for a while, and Zhang Shuicheng had already taken a liking to the young and beautiful flight attendant. "

I'm going to the restroom. " "

I'll take you there."

Upon reaching the restroom, Zhang Shuicheng, taking advantage of the moment Andy opened the door, shoved her inside and closed the door. "

Mr. Zhang, what are you doing?" Andy resisted. "

Andy, I liked you at first sight.

You could be my father, no, ah..." Before she could finish, Zhang Shuicheng had already sealed her lips with his.

While enjoying Andy's sweet saliva, Zhang Shuicheng caressed her firm breasts through her shirt. Young breasts are so wonderful! At first, she resisted, but her previous respect and awe for Zhang Shuicheng prevented her from firmly refusing. As Zhang Shuicheng moved around her, Andy soon became lost in passion, her eyes half-closed, enjoying the pleasure this white-haired old man brought her.

Zhang Shuicheng, suppressing the discomfort of his engorged penis, quietly slipped his right hand under Andy's uniform skirt, gently caressing her inner thigh through her stockings—so soft, so smooth! Slowly, his hand slipped inside Andy's white panties.

"Ah…don't do this…" Andy let out a low moan.

Zhang Shuicheng inserted his fingers into her vulva, gently rubbing her young clitoris: "Don't be too loud, we'll be discovered."

In the extremely tense situation of being discovered at any moment, both of their bodies were incredibly sensitive.

While squeezing Andy's full buttocks and sucking on her full breasts, Zhang Shuicheng pulled out his penis and guided Andy's hand to touch it.

"Yours…it's so big…so hot!" Andy whispered shyly.

The small bathroom was filled with their rapid breathing and soft, sensual sounds.

As Andy stroked his penis, enjoying her soft, warm touch, Zhang Shuicheng couldn't resist any longer: "Andy, put one foot on the toilet seat."

Zhang Shuicheng held Andy's buttocks from behind, pulling her white panties down to her calves, and slowly inserted his large, black penis into her soft, hot vagina. Her young cunt felt wonderful. While thrusting, Zhang Shuicheng caressed Andy's breasts with both hands. Andy moaned softly, enjoying the thrusts of this old man who could be her father, occasionally turning back to kiss Zhang Shuicheng. The bathroom was a scene of lewdness.

Ah…ah…after hundreds of thrusts, Zhang Shuicheng couldn't hold back any longer.

"No...don't shoot inside...you'll get pregnant..." Andy sensed Zhang Shuicheng was about to ejaculate.

But at the peak of his climax, Zhang Shuicheng couldn't control himself and ejaculated his thick, old semen into Andy's uterus. "

I'm sorry, I really couldn't hold back..." Pulling out his penis, Zhang Shuicheng picked up a tissue and wiped Andy clean. Thick, white semen slowly flowed from Andy's vagina, trickling down her thighs. Andy closed her eyes, tilted her head, still savoring the climax.

Before getting off the plane, Zhang Shuicheng gave Andy 1 million yuan, and the two became close friends despite their age difference.

(II)

"Mr. Zhang, good morning." Security guard Xiao Liu, standing at the garage entrance, greeted Zhang Shuicheng as he walked in. "Good

morning, Xiao Liu.

Are you driving a BMW or a Forever today?" Xiao Liu joked. "

You little devil." Zhang Shuicheng smiled and strode into garage number 048 in the underground parking garage. A luxurious black BMW was parked there, next to a dilapidated Forever brand bicycle that seemed utterly incongruous with its appearance. Every time he saw this old bicycle, Zhang Shuicheng would recall the hard days he spent running his business, and of course, the passionate years of his entrepreneurial journey.

Zhang Shuicheng got into the BMW and drove towards the Lujiazui Financial and Trade Zone. Driving along Century Avenue in Pudong, looking at the beautiful greenery and towering skyscrapers on both sides of the road, he couldn't help but sigh. Back when he was struggling alone in Shanghai, Pudong was still farmland. He used to ride that bicycle almost every corner of Shanghai, including Pudong, running his business. Those were truly tough times. Compared to him, his two sons were so fortunate.

Thinking of his two sons, Zhang Shuicheng couldn't help but smile. Xiao Feng had always been obedient and hardworking, returning from MIT with an MBA two years ago. Now a vice president in the group, he'd become Zhang Shuicheng's right-hand man. Last year, he married the daughter of a shipping and trading company owner, settling down completely.

But Xiao Yun… sigh… thinking of his younger son, Zhang Shuicheng sighed helplessly. His free-spirited nature meant he spent all his time hanging out with girls. He was almost a senior in high school, and Zhang Shuicheng didn't know if he could get into Fudan University. If not, he'd have to send him to the US, even though Feng Jiao strongly opposed it. " Young Master

of Mingcheng Group

, what brings you here? Skipped class again?" His secretary, Tracy Lin, greeted Zhang Yun as he hurried in, noticing he was holding the hand of Xiao Xue, the daughter of the CFO, a classmate. "

Sister Lin, I'm not afraid. My dad's in the US on business and hasn't come back yet," Zhang Yun replied with a grin. "

President Zhang called and said he's back and on his way to the company!"

"Hurry up and get to your mom's." Zhang Yun was startled and quickly pulled Xiao Xue inside. "

How can you do this? Do you even have a brain?" They had barely reached the finance office door when they heard Xiao Xue's mother, Liu Xia, scolding them. "

My mom's furious right now. Don't let her see me, or I'll get yelled at again." Xiao Xue quickly turned and left. "

What's there to be afraid of?" Xiao Yun watched Xiao Xue's retreating figure, then pushed open the door and went inside. "Aunt Xia, you're angry again

. You'll age easily." "Go out and get back to work." Liu Xia dismissed her subordinate. "Xiao Yun, you little rascal." Liu Xia laughed: "Which female classmate are you flirting with today?"

"Your daughter, of course." Xiao Yun smiled inwardly: "No, that's it." "

I saw you at Tianma Entertainment City with a client last time. What were you doing there? You're still a child; don't learn bad habits." Liu Xia said with a smile.

Seeing Aunt Xia's ambiguous smile, Xiao Yun's heart stirred. Liu Xia was 38 years old, wearing black high boots and sheer stockings, a red scarf around her neck, beautiful features, and a business suit that accentuated her graceful figure—a typical image of a strong woman.

"If I can't have your daughter today, I'll have you." Xiao Yun grinned mischievously, closing the door behind him. He walked up to Liu Xia, unzipped his pants, and pulled out his penis: "Aunt Xia, do you think I'm still young?" "

Xiao Yun, what are you doing!" Liu Xia was stunned, taking a few steps back. Xiao Yun had always been groping her before, but she had treated him like a child and hadn't paid attention. She never expected him to dare do this today.

Xiao Yun looked at Liu Xia with a grin, calm and collected, masturbating as he grew his penis several times its normal size. "

This guy's bigger than my husband's," Liu Xia thought, her face flushing. "

Aunt Xia, I like you so much.

I... I could be your mother."

Xiaoyun grabbed Aunt Xia and kissed her passionately: "Aunt Xia, you're so beautiful, I like you so much. I'll talk to my dad about you, and he'll promote you to vice president." While coaxing Aunt Xia, Xiaoyun's hands roamed over her voluptuous body. "

You little devil...you just know how to lie..." Aunt Xia resisted, but didn't dare to be too forceful; this job, this position, was hard-won. Gradually, her body heated up, and her lower body began to itch: "Xiaoyun...don't..." Her voice trailed off.

Xiaoyun helped Aunt Xia to the window, looking at the beautiful Pudong scenery outside the Jinmao Tower. Xiaoyun rolled up Aunt Xia's business skirt, squatted down, and ran her hand along her thigh, feeling her stockings. So soft, so comfortable. Slowly moving upwards, she stroked her plump buttocks while pulling down her panties.

"Ah...Xiaoyun...don't...do it here..." Xiaoyun ignored her, spreading her two snow-white, plump buttocks apart, licking her vulva with her tongue. "Ah...don't...lick here, it's dirty!" Xiaoyun was using his tongue to deeply lick Aunt Xia's anus.

While watching Aunt Xia's exquisite black high-top leather boots, her black pantyhose pulled up to her thighs, and her white thighs contrasting sharply with the black, he masturbated. His penis was so hard that Xiaoyun stood up, helped Aunt Xia up, and slowly inserted his penis into her vagina from behind.

"Ah...

don't be too loud, we're in the office." Xiaoyun gently kissed Aunt Xia's earlobe, thrusting in and out of the beautiful middle-aged woman's honey pot. So good! "

Aunt Xia, lift this leg up." Xiaoyun held Aunt Xia's right leg, admiring his black penis going in and out of her beautiful vagina, flipping it in and out. The whole office was filled with the sounds of thrusting and the two people's panting.

"Ah...don't pull it out..."

Xiaoyun suddenly turned and picked up Aunt Xia, making her face him. Looking into Aunt Xia's smiling eyes, Aunt Xia covered her eyes in embarrassment. "

Aunt Xia, was it good just now?"

"You little rascal."

Xiao Yun lifted Aunt Xia by her legs and scooped her up: "Aunt Xia, you're so heavy!"

"Xiao Yun, what are you doing? Put me down!"

Although only 16, Xiao Yun was already 1.7 meters tall and very strong: "Aunt Xia, let's change positions." He lifted Aunt Xia's buttocks, guided his penis to her vagina, and slowly lowered her.

Ah… a lewd position! Aunt Xia blushed crimson with shame. Being done like this by a child old

enough to be her son was too embarrassing: "Hurry up, someone might come in soon." Xiao Yun lifted Aunt Xia's buttocks, raising and lowering her, enjoying the friction of his penis in this position, admiring Aunt Xia's furrowed brows, slightly open mouth, and gently opening and closing nose—so lewd! The strong woman who had been so aggressive just moments before was now groaning and submitting beneath him.

Ah...ah...after hundreds of thrusts, Xiaoyun ejaculated, clinging tightly to Aunt Xia, kissing her lips passionately, and forcefully shooting his young semen deep into the beautiful woman's womb. Aunt Xia also tightly embraced Xiaoyun's neck, enjoying the spasms of orgasm. "

Aunt Xia, I'm going to come home and fuck you from now on," Xiaoyun told Aunt Xia as he left.

(III)

Shanghai West Suburbs Manor, Zhang Shuicheng's private villa. "

Mom, are we going to West Lake this morning?" Zhang Yun asked his mother while biting into his bread.

"Yes, your dad said he's free today." Lei Fengjiao, dressed in all black, looked even more elegant and beautiful. "

Zhang Sao, go upstairs and tell Shuicheng to get up quickly." Just as

Zhang Sao was about to agree, Zhang Shuicheng came downstairs in his pajamas, holding a phone.

"Hello, Xiaolin, what's up?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang, for bothering you so early. Something happened at Mingcheng Garden. Last night, a worker at the construction site had a fever, and later... later it was diagnosed as SARS at the hospital. This morning, the construction site has been quarantined and construction cannot resume." Secretary Xiaolin reported anxiously on the other end.

Zhang Shuicheng's heart sank. The thing he had been worried about had happened. The handover date for Mingcheng Garden was fast approaching. Last time, a deputy director of the Public Security Bureau who bought a unit in Mingcheng Garden came to the company to complain about the slow construction schedule. Those who bought units in Mingcheng Garden all have some connections in Shanghai. If the handover is not on time, it will be a bit troublesome. "

Mr. Zhang, what do you think we should do?" "Manager Liu from the construction site has called you several times."

Zhang Shuicheng pondered for a moment: "Xiaolin, get ready right away, I'm going to the Construction Committee."

"What's wrong, Shuicheng? What happened?" Lei Fengjiao stood up and rushed over, asking anxiously. "

There's a SARS outbreak at the construction site, it's under quarantine. I need to go see Director Wang at the Construction Committee immediately."

"Aren't we going to Hangzhou today?" Xiaoyun was unhappy: "It's rare that you have time."

Zhang Shuicheng ignored her, still pondering how to deal with this crisis, and turned to go upstairs. "

Next time, you do your homework today, exams are next week." Lei Fengjiao went over and patted Xiaoyun's head. Xiaoyun reluctantly went into her room. "

Xiaoxin, come to my place." Lei Fengjiao made a call to her secretary, Wang Yuxin. This little girl has been acting strangely lately, always seeming absent-minded. It's not good to talk to her at the company, but I have some time today, I want to talk to her alone. She's Director Wang's daughter, after all, and I'll also have her tell her father about the SARS outbreak.

Around 10 a.m., when Wang Yuxin arrived, Lei Fengjiao was swimming. "

Aunt Lei," Wang Yuxin stood by the pool, gazing intently at Lei Fengjiao's fair and voluptuous body swimming in the clear water. Sunlight shimmered on the surface: "Almost 46, and her figure is still so good."

"Xiaoxin, you're here?" "Come swim with me! Your swimsuit is in the changing room, I've got it ready for you." "

I can't swim.

" "That's alright, I'll teach you." "Hurry up!"

Xiaoxin changed into her swimsuit and carefully entered the pool. "

I never knew your skin was so good, and your figure is amazing! You're absolutely stunning!"

Lei Fengjiao swam over with a smile, taking Wang Yuxin's arm. Wang Yuxin blushed shyly.

"Xiaoxin, have you been preoccupied lately? You seem so absent-minded."

Wang Yuxin glanced quickly at Lei Fengjiao: "No!"

Lei Fengjiao was startled; that glance reminded her of Zhang Shuicheng's eyes.

"Alright, fine, if you won't tell me, I'll teach you how to swim." Lei Fengjiao supported Wang Yuxin's waist, and the two swam in the water.

The 18-year-old's body was very supple; supporting Wang Yuxin's waist, Lei Fengjiao couldn't help but sigh, her own body already feeling a bit sluggish. Lost in thought, they unknowingly swam to the deep end, where Wang Yuxin suddenly lost her balance and slipped in. Lei Fengjiao's swimming skills were only so-so, and it took her a while to finally pull Wang Yuxin out and place her on the poolside.

Wang Yuxin was unconscious, and Lei Fengjiao quickly began CPR. Just as she put her mouth to Wang Yuxin's, Wang Yuxin suddenly grabbed her, their tongues intertwining. Lei Fengjiao struggled and pushed her away…

"Xiaoxin, what are you doing!" Lei Fengjiao finally managed to pull her mouth away. "

Aunt Lei, I like you so much." Wang Yuxin opened her bright eyes. "

We're both women, you should find a boyfriend."

"Aunt Lei, I've never liked men since I was little. Every time I see you scolding those stinky men in the company, I admire you so much. I like you so much, and I want to love you properly."

Lei Fengjiao listened to Wang Yuxin's confession, their bodies pressed tightly together, feeling each other's warmth. Wang Yuxin's hands caressed her buttocks, feeling a little dizzy: "Young people these days are so open-minded."

"You...you shouldn't do this, I could be your mother." "Mmm..."

Before she could finish, Wang Yuxin kissed her again tightly, swallowing Lei Fengjiao's fragrant tongue and sweet saliva, her hands gently caressing her breasts.

By the pool, a young girl and a woman old enough to be her mother were locked in a tight kiss. Xiaoyun stood on the windowsill, watching her mother and Wang Yuxin in astonishment. "

Xiaoxin, no, not here..." Lei Fengjiao was also a little aroused.

Wang Yuxin knew Lei Fengjiao had given in: "Aunt Lei, let's go to the changing room."

The cramped changing room was only about 5 square meters. Wang Yuxin pushed Lei Fengjiao against the wall, lifted her arms, and showered her with kisses. The small space was filled with their soft, intimate sounds. Lei Fengjiao was already aroused and wet.

Xiaoyun had already come down and was peeking through the ventilation opening from the doorway.

Wang Yuxin gradually squatted down, pulled aside Lei Fengjiao's swimsuit bottoms, and began licking her clitoris and labia, her hands spreading Lei Fengjiao's buttocks. Lei Fengjiao tilted her head back, her eyes half-closed, enjoying the tenderness of the young girl.

Looking at her mother's slightly plump body, flawless white skin, her hair styled in a professional woman's updo, yet her face was full of lust, Xiaoyun was excited. Looking at her mother's wantonness, she couldn't help but take out her own penis and slowly masturbate it.

"Xiao Xin, don't... don't lick there, it's dirty..."

Wang Yuxin had already crawled between Lei Fengjiao's legs, her tongue licking her anus; a tingling, numb sensation made Lei Fengjiao slightly raise her buttocks, allowing Wang Yuxin to lick deeper.

After a while, why did she stop licking? Lei Fengjiao opened her eyes and saw Wang Yuxin take out a dildo from her bag and put it on, looking exactly like a man.

"You little brat, you were prepared all along!" "

Aunt Lei, I missed you so much! Every time I saw your strong, independent image at the company, I couldn't help myself. I just wanted to fuck you, I wanted to conquer you."

"Xiao Xin..." Lei Fengjiao looked at Wang Yuxin, her eyes filled with a mother's love: "I've always treated you like my daughter, how could you treat me like this?"

"Aunt Lei, I want it!" Wang Yuxin turned Lei Fengjiao's buttocks towards herself, making her face the wall, and grabbed Lei Fengjiao's breasts from behind, gently kneading them: "Aunt Lei, I'll make you feel very comfortable."

Lei Fengjiao closed her eyes helplessly. She needed it too, and couldn't pretend.

"Ah... gently, Xiaoxin."

Wang Yuxin slowly inserted the dildo from behind, thrusting in and out gently.

"Aunt Lei, does it feel good?

" "Mmm... deeper..." Lei Fengjiao squinted, enjoying the feeling of being fucked by a young girl. "

Mom, I love you so much, I love fucking you!" Wang Yuxin whispered obsessively.

So she had a mother complex, poor child. Lei Fengjiao replied: "Good girl, hurry! Harder... fuck your mother, I like being fucked by you..."

In the small changing room, two snow-white bodies pressed together. An 18-year-old girl was fucking a 46-year-old middle-aged woman in a doggy-style position. The air was filled with their moans, and the changing room was filled with a lewd and erotic atmosphere.

Xiao Yun's blood was surging, and he quickened the pace of his penis stroke. Staring at his mother's slightly upturned, snow-white buttocks, at her dignified yet lewd face, and her long, slender legs standing straight with excitement, Xiao Yun was overwhelmed with excitement, almost bursting with desire.

Ah...ah...as his mother reached her climax, Xiao Yun also ejaculated thick, youthful semen outside.

In the changing room, the two women hugged each other tightly.

"I really want to fuck my mother!" Xiao Yun suddenly had such a strong desire.

(IV) Zhang Feng and his mother-in-law Wang Hong

were on their way to the Jin Mao Tower. When they reached the intersection of Century Avenue and Pudong Avenue, the traffic light was red again. Zhang Feng put in the CD player, and Ouyang Feifei's song "Entry and Exit" immediately started playing in the car. This was Zhang Feng's favorite song.

Feeling a bit better, Zhang Feng lit a cigarette and looked out the window. It was Monday, another rush hour. Watching the crowds, a few white-collar workers sprinting across the zebra crossing, he wondered what people were busy with all their lives, just for a few bites of food.

Zhang Feng sighed. He hadn't been happy since returning to Shanghai. As the vice president of Mingcheng Group, the real estate empire his father had built, Zhang Feng should be living a carefree and happy life, but for some reason, he felt uneasy.

*Beep...* A shout from behind startled Zhang Feng from his reverie. The light had turned green. Zhang Feng threw away his cigarette, turned the car around, and headed towards the Dalian Road Tunnel. His destination: Caoyang, Putuo District.

Entering Lanxi Road, the tall, lush plane trees on both sides gave Zhang Feng a feeling of coming home. This was where he had spent his happy childhood; before his father became wealthy, his family lived here.

Caoyang was the first workers' new village built in Shanghai in 1949. Now, Caoyang has a history of 50 years. It has many old houses, beautiful greenery, and a ring-shaped waterway. Zhang Shuicheng's family has a deep affection for Caoyang and still preserves their old house there.

After returning to Shanghai, Zhang Feng would come here whenever he was unhappy, searching for something he had lost—whether it was happiness or something else, he couldn't say for sure. The car slowly drove across the road, feeling the warmth of the sun. Zhang Feng felt relaxed and turned off his phone. He would stay here for the day.

After getting out of the car, in a small park near the ring-shaped waterway, Zhang Feng found a sunny spot and started thinking. Zhang Feng had always wanted to start his own company and work for himself. Working for his father's company always made him feel uncomfortable. But he had limited funds and didn't want to ask his father for money. There was also his wife, Li Jiayan. This marriage was a business arrangement for the union of two families, not of his own volition. Recently, he and Li Jiayan had been having many conflicts, which was frustrating for him.

"Xiao Feng..."

Zhang Feng turned around and saw it was his mother-in-law, Wang Hong, a senior teacher at Shanghai No. 2 High School. "

Oh, it's Mom!" Zhang Feng suddenly remembered that his mother-in-law's family also lived in Caoyang. "

Xiao Feng, you've come to see me, come in and sit down." Wang Hong looked at Zhang Feng affectionately.

"Oh...okay..." Zhang Feng felt a little embarrassed; this wasn't his original purpose. Wang Hong took Zhang Feng's arm and led him towards Caoyang Huating. "

Sit down, I'll get you some water.

Dad's not home? You haven't started school yet, have you? You seem quite free. "

Wang Hong was a senior teacher at Shanghai No. 2 High School; she was getting old, already 46 years old, and would retire in a few years. "

You haven't seemed very happy lately. Why didn't you go to the company today?"

"Hmm..." Zhang Feng replied casually.

"Is there something going on between you and Jia Yan? Tell me everything." Wang Hong held Zhang Feng's hand, and Zhang Feng felt a surge of warmth in his heart. He had never told anyone about his affairs; everyone in his family was too busy.

Zhang Feng poured out his heart to Wang Hong, explaining his troubles in detail. Wang Hong was a teacher, very considerate of others, and adept at comforting people. After a while, Zhang Feng felt much better, and his bond with his mother-in-law, Wang Hong, seemed to have deepened. "

Xiao Feng, our whole family likes you very much. From the first moment I saw you, I liked you. You're a good child.

Thank you, Mom." Zhang Feng held Wang Hong's hand, feeling that she was like his own mother—so kind and beautiful.

Suddenly, a thought struck Zhang Feng. They gazed at each other for a moment, and Wang Hong, sensing something amiss, quickly averted her gaze, stood up, and hurriedly went into the kitchen. Zhang Feng followed her in, observing Wang Hong's slightly plump, middle-aged figure, long legs, black, curly hair, and gold-rimmed glasses—a typical image of a sophisticated female intellectual.

A surge of impulse welled up in Zhang Feng's heart. He grabbed Wang Hong from behind and said, "Mom, I love you...

" Wang Hong panicked and stammered, "Xiao Feng, don't do this..."

He'd been feeling down these past few days, but his conversation with Wang Hong had cheered him up considerably. Zhang Feng felt a surge of joy, and a feeling of passion welled up within him. His hands roamed over Wang Hong's body, exploring her every inch.

Wang Hong tried to

push him away, saying, "Xiao Feng, I'm your mother-in-law, don't do this..." Zhang Feng kissed her, silencing her. His hands kneaded Wang Hong's breasts; the middle-aged woman's breasts were full and smooth. Zhang Feng played with them, finding them incredibly pleasurable. He gently nibbled on Wang Hong's earlobe and whispered, "Mom, I love you so much. I need you."

Wang Hong felt a surge of emotion. The passion with her husband had long since faded, and it had been a long time since a man had spoken to her like this. Ah… Xiao Feng…

Zhang Feng turned Wang Hong around, so her back was to him. He squatted down, rolled up Wang Hong's skirt, and stroked her long, slender legs through her stockings. He slowly pulled down her white stockings and black panties, revealing her fair, plump buttocks to Zhang Feng's eyes. “

Xiao Feng, don’t…” Wang Hong felt a surge of embarrassment. In broad daylight, she was naked, doing this with her son-in-law… Ah…

Zhang Feng bent Wang Hong forward, making her buttocks slightly raised, exposing the middle-aged woman's beautiful vulva to him, shyly closed like its owner.

Zhang Feng gently licked Wang Hong's vulva, spreading her buttocks apart with both hands, licking back and forth between her anus and vagina. Wang Hong raised her head. It felt so good, so obscene. This contradictory feeling made Wang Hong's body extremely sensitive, and she stripped off her clothes.

Wang Hong, a beautiful, slightly plump, naked middle-aged woman, appeared before Zhang Feng's eyes. She was beautiful, possessing the demureness of a highly educated woman, her slightly protruding belly making Zhang Feng's penis hard again. Wang Hong shyly lowered her head, clutching her breasts. "Xiao Feng, I'm nervous, I need to go... to the bathroom..."

Zhang Feng grabbed Wang Hong from behind and led her to the bathroom. "Xiao Feng... don't do this... I can do it myself...

I'll help you pee," Zhang Feng said playfully.

Her legs were spread wide, her vulva wide open—so lewd! Wang Hong felt a surge of shame; she had never been like this in front of anyone before.

"Hurry up, Mom..."

Wang Hong could only concentrate on urinating. After a while, the sound of urine dripping...drip-drip... echoed in the bathroom.

"Phew..." After urinating, Wang Hong felt a wave of relief. Zhang Feng sat on the toilet. "Mom, you feel better now, suck me too..."

Wang Hong blushed and gently put Zhang Feng's penis into her mouth. Due to moral constraints, she had never done this with her husband. "

So good!" Watching Wang Hong suck and spit out his penis, Zhang Feng felt a surge of pleasure. Normally a serious and authoritative teacher at school, she was now kneeling between his legs, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and licking him.

Zhang Feng's masculine pride welled up. The small bathroom space filled with heat; both of them felt their bodies burning hot, the air thick with a lewd scent. "Mom, you've worked so hard, sit on top of me."

Wang Hong slowly sat down, holding Zhang Feng's penis. Zhang Feng held Wang Hong's buttocks and moved up and down. Wang Hong grabbed Zhang Feng's neck and rested her face weakly on his head, enjoying the boy's tenderness.

Zhang Feng turned around and kissed Wang Hong's mouth: "Mom...Mom...I'm fucking you...

Fuck me, fuck me to death..." Wang Hong was already obsessed and tightly held Zhang Feng's neck. "

It's so stuffy!" Wang Hong said.

Suddenly Zhang Feng stood up and walked towards the living room, tossing Wang Hong up and down as he walked. Wang Hong held Zhang Feng's head and moved her body up and down in coordination. "Ah...ah..."

Before they reached the living room, both of them couldn't hold back anymore and both ejaculated, collapsing onto the carpet...

(V)

Six o'clock in the morning, the 56th floor of Jin Mao Tower.

It was still early before work time, and the company was quiet. Zhang Feng stood in front of the window, looking at the Huangpu River in the distance. It was another rainy day in Shanghai.

He had heard a piece of news last night: Leslie Cheung had committed suicide by jumping off a building.

Those born in the 1970s basically grew up alongside Hong Kong and Taiwan superstars like Leslie Cheung and Alan Tam. Films like

*Silence is Golden*, *The Side*, and *A Chinese Ghost Story* seem like they happened just yesterday. When Zhang Feng first heard the news, he couldn't believe it. After confirming it, he was overwhelmed with grief and something else entirely. This man, so successful and accomplished, someone who would never commit suicide, had resolutely chosen death.

Zhang Feng couldn't believe it, yet he also felt he could understand. Humans are fragile, life is unbearably light; perhaps in the instant he jumped from the high building, his soul gained freedom. He

had been married to Nancy Li for over a year, but they often argued. Nancy Li was a power-hungry woman who frequently mocked Zhang Feng as a puppet. The company's power was firmly in his father's hands, and the company's relationships were complex, with several veterans eyeing the company with real power. He had very little say in things, making his life difficult.

Recently, he and Nancy Li had separated, and he was in a very bad mood.

Zhang Feng stood by the window, the scenery outside shrouded in a semi-transparent misty rain, appearing and disappearing. Each raindrop slid down the glass, leaving trails like a person's life—falling into the world, enduring hardship, and ultimately returning to where they came from without leaving a trace.

Life is short and so fragile. Should I live in the shadow of others, or walk my own path?

Zhang Feng stood straight at the window, watching the raindrops slide down, his mind filled with the questions he had been asking himself for days.

I want to start my own business, I want a free life. The reasons I gave before were just excuses for escapism. I need to tell Li Jiayan that I am not the person she always thought I was. I can change, I can create a new me.

Zhang Feng sighed, feeling much lighter. I need to tell her my decision. Zhang Feng turned and left the company, driving to Li Jiayan's place.

In the car, Zhang Feng put on Leslie Cheung's CD:

"Like a parade and a performance, your gaze only touched my profile." A beautiful and familiar melody played. Doesn't everyone have their own profile, but they just haven't discovered it yet, or made an important decision?

They arrived at Caoyang again, with tall, lush plane trees lining both sides. Li Jiayan had bought an apartment in Tongbai Apartments, very close to her parents' home; the couple had lived there for a while.

As Zhang Feng passed Caoyang Huating, he looked up at his in-laws' house. Last time, in a bad mood, he had impulsively had sex with his mother-in-law. Since then, Zhang Feng hadn't dared to go back. Turning onto Xingshan Road, they soon arrived at Tongbai Apartments.

"Hmm...that car looks a lot like my father's BMW?" Zhang Feng felt strange, a little uncomfortable. Maybe he was mistaken? Zhang Feng reassured himself.

Zhang Feng was about to ring the doorbell, but his finger hesitated. After thinking for a moment, Zhang Feng took out his key, opened the door, and went straight to the bedroom, slowly pushing open the door.

Zhang Feng was stunned. Next to Li Jiayan lay an old man with white hair. The stark contrast between his jet-black hair and the white hair beside him was striking. A surge of anger welled up in Zhang Feng's eyes, and he was about to storm in when the old man suddenly turned around. It was his father—Zhang Shuicheng.

Zhang Feng froze, unsure whether to advance or retreat. A mix of emotions—anger, resentment, and shame—filled his heart.

Suddenly, Li Jiayan stirred; she seemed to be awake. Zhang Feng quickly retreated, hiding behind the living room sofa, from where he could see the half-open bedroom door. "

Dad, you…how did you get to sleep here?" Li Jiayan sat up abruptly, taking two steps back, crossing her arms over her chest, and exclaimed loudly.

"Xiaoyan, you…you're awake?" Zhang Shuicheng remained calm, still lying down, smiling at his startled daughter-in-law. "

Didn't you leave after drinking yesterday?

You were very drunk, and you even clung to me, not letting me leave you…" Zhang Shuicheng smiled.

"You...you're talking nonsense. I...I thought it was Xiaofeng...

Alright, forget it. I was drunk yesterday too. What's done is done..."

Li Jiayan lowered her head, sobbing softly. Zhang Shuicheng looked at his half-naked daughter-in-law, her white body swaying gently with her sobs, her black hair cascading down her shoulders. He recalled the passion of the previous night.

Zhang Shuicheng was moved again. He sat up and held Li Jiayan's shoulders. "Good daughter-in-law, don't cry. You'll hurt yourself." He handed her a tissue to wipe her face.

Li Jiayan shook her head twice, but didn't shake off Zhang Shuicheng's hand. She took the tissue and wiped her face, sobbing as she said, "You...you've committed incest. How can I face people after this? I'm so sorry to Xiaofeng..."

At least she still has some shame. Zhang Feng looked at his crying wife, feeling a pang of sorrow in his heart. "

If I don't say anything, who will know?" Zhang Shuicheng stroked Li Jiayan's snow-white back. "Besides, what's done is done. What era are we living in? You're still so reserved."

"But...we're father-in-law and daughter-in-law after all. I'm sorry to Xiaofeng...

I'll make it up to him." Zhang Shuicheng's hand moved restlessly to his chest.

"What...what are you doing now?" Li Jiayan shook off Zhang Shuicheng's hand. "

Good daughter-in-law, you were so enthusiastic yesterday, how come you've suddenly changed?" Zhang Shuicheng said, removing the blanket covering him.

Li Jiayan's snow-white body was exposed again, her long legs and full buttocks.

"Don't...don't do this..." Li Jiayan grabbed the blanket and pulled it back.

Zhang Shuicheng grabbed Li Jiayan and kissed her. "Anyway, we already did it once yesterday, I'll make it up to you and Xiaofeng."

Li Jiayan initially resisted, but as Zhang Shuicheng kissed her, and remembering her respect for her father-in-law, she realized that women often yield to the strong. Hearing Zhang Shuicheng's words about already doing it, Li Jiayan's body softened, and she slowly began to passionately kiss Zhang Shuicheng with her tongue.

While enjoying his daughter-in-law's tenderness, Zhang Shuicheng watched with smug satisfaction as her eyes closed and their tongues intertwined, determined to conquer this forbidden bud.

Zhang Feng watched his wife's intimacy with his father with heartache, his penis hard despite his grief, and he found himself unusually excited.

Zhang Shuicheng then pressed his daughter-in-law down, lifting her long legs high, kissing her genitals.

"Ah…father-in-law…please don't…" Li Jiayan murmured, her hands pressing Zhang Shuicheng's head down, her legs tightly clamped together.

Zhang Shuicheng's tongue moved back and forth, licking Li Jiayan's vulva and urethra, his fingers lightly touching her anus.

Li Jiayan, head held high, trembled slightly with excitement. The small bedroom was filled with the scent of male and female secretions, the air thick with lewdness.

Imagine a white-haired old man nearing sixty and a young woman in her prime, engaged in intense oral sex—how obscene and exciting!

Zhang Feng unconsciously began stroking his penis, his eyes fixed on his wife and father's intimacy.

Zhang Shuicheng slowly inserted his fingers, gently thrusting in and out of his daughter-in-law's vagina, admiring her excited expression and voluptuous body. He hadn't properly looked at her body the night before. Zhang Shuicheng

felt his daughter-in-law's vagina was wet, and Li Jiayan's legs began to move slowly. He himself was also very aroused. Zhang Shuicheng felt the time was right. He lifted Li Jiayan's legs, aimed his penis at her vagina, and forcefully thrust in.

Ah…ah…Li Jiayan felt a surge of intense pleasure.

Zhang Shuicheng began to straddle his daughter-in-law, thrusting up and down. Their eyes met. He was my father-in-law, she was my daughter-in-law—the taboo of incest made them both incredibly excited.

Human sexual psychology is like this: the more taboo something is, the more societal it is, the more clandestine it is, the more people want to try it. Incest is like that; many people fantasize about it. A friend's wife, siblings, even parents are all objects of many sexual fantasies, but they just don't dare to do it in reality.

Zhang Shuicheng was having sex with his daughter-in-law while passionately kissing her, exchanging saliva on top and rubbing against each other below. Zhang Shuicheng felt extremely excited.

To prevent himself from ejaculating too quickly, Zhang Shuicheng had his daughter-in-law sit on top of him, while he lay on the bed, watching his daughter-in-law's up-and-down movements. Her breasts bounced up and down with the movements, her face was flushed, and her black hair danced with the movements. It was so lewd. Making love with such a forbidden and beautiful bud was a real pleasure.

He was already an old man in his sixties, yet he could still play with such a beautiful young woman, and she was his own daughter-in-law. The incestuous pleasure made Zhang Shuicheng almost unable to hold back.

Ah...ah...Zhang Shuicheng held his daughter-in-law's full breasts tightly, thrusting his lower body, and ejaculated profusely.

Li Jiayan felt a hot stream spray into her uterus, hot and spicy, and she lost control of herself.

Zhang Feng watched this incestuous climax, his hand constantly stroking his penis, his semen spraying violently onto the back of the sofa.

(VI) Zhang Yun and his sister-in-law Li Jiayan

Since she had physical intimacy with her father-in-law, Li Jiayan felt ashamed, but at the same time felt that she had a strong backer in the family, and her attitude at home changed. She used to be polite to her mother-in-law and Xiaoyun, but now she ignored them, especially Xiaoyun, whom she often ordered around and would scold him from time to time as his sister-in-law.

Xiaoyun often felt angry and thought, "Why do you have to tell me what to do?" But she was also very curious. The gentle and humble sister-in-law of the past had changed so much. She thought that her brother-in-law must be having a hard time lately. It

was almost Qingming Festival again. Many people in Shanghai had their ancestors buried in Suzhou, Wuxi and other places, so every year during Qingming Festival, it was another peak in Shanghai's passenger transport, with hundreds of thousands of people traveling to sweep the tombs. The Zhang family was also returning to Hunan. Lei Fengjiao had bought their plane tickets long ago; only she and Zhang Feng would be going this time. Zhang Shuicheng couldn't go because he was going to the United States, and Zhang Yun couldn't go because she was facing a major exam. Li Jiayan also couldn't go because she was visiting her parents' graves.

Zhang Yun was bored at home alone. Because of her exams, none of her friends would come out, so Zhang Yun spent her time online, browsing around. Ever since her encounter with Liu Xia, the 38-year-old financial director of her company, Zhang Yun had developed a strong interest in older, more mature women. Their voluptuous bodies, dignified and noble expressions, and their wanton behavior under her passionate advances gave her immense satisfaction and a great sense of accomplishment. Suddenly, she heard the door to the living room creak open.

"Who is it? Everyone's out. Is it a robbery?" Zhang Yun tensed up and quickly turned off the lights and hid in the shadows.

"Dad, you... don't do this. We're at home." It

sounded like her sister-in-law's voice. Zhang Yun was puzzled. "Dad?

They've all gone out. Come on, good daughter-in-law, I missed you so much."

"Um... no, there's Xiaoyun too."

Could it be her father and sister-in-law? Zhang Yun was shocked.

A few minutes later, his door was pushed open. Xiao Yun, hiding in the shadows, saw her father peek in. "Xiao Yun...

Xiao Yun isn't home, let's have some fun."

"Who's going to have fun? I don't want to! You're so old, and I'm so young, I'd be the one who suffers!" "

Okay, baby, stop talking. I'll give you the company's general manager position."

Hmm... After that, no one spoke, only the two of them breathing heavily in the quiet night.

Xiao Yun carefully crawled out of the bedroom and looked down. The lights were off, but there was moonlight outside. In the dim moonlight, two white bodies were tightly entwined on the sofa in the living room—it was her father and sister-in-law.

Xiao Yun felt a rush of blood to her brain, and her penis became rock hard. Her sister-in-law, who usually scolded her, was writhing back and forth under her father's thrusts, her small mouth emitting breathtaking moans, especially alluring in the night. Xiaoyun couldn't help but stroke his penis, staring intently at his sister-in-law's snow-white skin. In the quiet night, the sounds of two people having sex filled the air, mingled with his father's deep breathing, his sister-in-law's labored gasps, and Xiaoyun's heavy panting as he stroked his penis.

Ah...ah...him father and sister-in-law finally reached their climax together.

Xiaoyun, too, ejaculated during this incestuous act, returning to his room exhausted.

The next morning, Xiaoyun woke up late, lazily walking to the dining room to find something to eat.

"Xiaoyun, you're home?" Xiaoyun looked around and saw Li Jiayan eating breakfast, looking at Xiaoyun with surprise. "You, when did you get back?" She was completely different from before, no longer arrogant. Xiaoyun found it amusing; she seemed guilty. "

Oh. I haven't been back long. Where's Dad?" Xiaoyun deliberately mentioned his father. "

He, he, I don't know.

Are you still at work today?" Seeing Li Jiayan dressed in an expensive grey business suit, a red scarf around her neck, her snow-white legs gleaming in flesh-colored stockings, and black high heels—a typical professional woman's attire—Xiao Yun's penis involuntarily hardened again.

Li Jiayan noticed Xiao Yun's lewd gaze and hurriedly replied, "Um… I have to go to work, I'll be going now." She then got up and walked towards the door.

Looking at his tall, elegant sister-in-law, and recalling the soft moans beneath his father last night, Xiao Yun felt a surge of excitement. He quickly caught up with Li Jiayan and hugged her tightly. "Sister-in-law, you're so beautiful!"

Li Jiayan struggled desperately. "Xiao Yun, let go! I'm your sister-in-law!

I saw you and Dad yesterday! Do you want me to tell Mom and Brother?" Xiao Yun's hands roamed over her body, greedily caressing her soft, delicate form.

Li Jiayan shuddered, her body going limp. Xiaoyun seized the opportunity to kiss her soft lips, his tongue darting into her mouth, greedily sucking on her tongue. His hands were also busy, kneading her breasts. Li Jiayan had given up resisting; with Xiaoyun's passionate kisses, her body gradually heated up.

Xiaoyun was about to take off Li Jiayan's business attire when she, still maintaining a bit of womanly modesty, said, "Don't take it off, it's broad daylight."

Xiaoyun thought, "The business attire makes it even more enjoyable to have sex with her." He turned Li Jiayan around, making her hold onto the doorknob, her back to him. He slightly raised her buttocks, rolled up her gray business skirt, revealing her long, slender legs and round buttocks beneath her snow-white stockings. Xiaoyun's penis hardened again, trembling as he stroked his sister-in-law's beautiful legs along the smooth, soft stockings.

Li Jiayan trembled slightly under Xiaoyun's caresses, her breathing becoming heavier. After a long time of caressing, Xiaoyun said, "Hurry up, someone will come."

Reluctantly, Xiaoyun slowly removed Li Jiayan's stockings and panties. Her beautiful, round buttocks and black pubic hair seemed to beckon to Xiaoyun. Xiaoyun held her sister-in-law's slender waist and slowly inserted his penis from behind.

Ah… The moment Li Jiayan was penetrated,

Xiao Yun felt a surge of pleasure. He felt a wave of comfort in his penis and began to slowly thrust in and out of Li Jiayan's vagina. Watching his sister-in-law, who usually yelled at him,

writhing and yielding beneath him, Xiao Yun's penis grew even larger. In broad daylight, a 24 or 25-year-old professional woman was passionately having sex with a 15 or 16-year-old boy. Only Li Jiayan's lower body was exposed; she was still wearing a business suit on top, and her stockings and panties were only pulled down to her knees, creating a captivating and erotic scene.

After hundreds of thrusts, Xiao Yun, while frantically fucking Li Jiayan, also kneaded her heavy breasts from behind, occasionally spreading her buttocks to admire his sister-in-law's dark brown anus, and of course, his penis constantly entering and exiting her. Xiao Yun felt a surge of pride. "She's usually fierce to me, but today I'll show you what I'm capable of." Thinking this, Xiao Yun exerted a little more force. "Xiao

Yun, be gentle, it hurts."

Watching Li Jiayan's tightly furrowed brows, as if enduring pain, from behind, Xiao Yun felt a sadistic pleasure.

"Does it still hurt, ah, sister-in-law?"

"Hmm...

I fucked you hundreds more times, ah... ah..." Xiaoyun ejaculated her young semen amidst the immense forbidden pleasure of incest.

(VII) Zhang Shuicheng and Ming Xueer,

Jinmao Tower, Mingcheng Group Headquarters.

Ming Xueer took a cup, went to the tea room, poured some coffee, and sat there alone, thinking about things at home. She

had been married to Liu Yongkang for almost three years. They were both models at the time, and from meeting to falling in love to getting married, they were always the golden couple envied by others. They were quite famous in the modeling world at the time. However, a little over a year after their marriage, Ming Xueer had to give up her beloved modeling career to take care of Liu Yongkang's sick father, who lived with her, and stay at home to support her husband and care for his elderly parents.

Liu Yongkang was initially very hardworking, but after failing in the Shanghai Men's Elite Touch Competition at the beginning of last year, he became discouraged and often stayed at home. The number of gigs he was offered outside gradually decreased. To supplement the family income, Ming Xueer had to find a new job.

Thinking of this, Ming Xue'er couldn't help but sigh. A tall man, 1.85 meters, just stayed home all day, watching football and NBA. Recently, all the foreign leagues had ended, but the Chinese Super League had started. Ming Xue'er knew about the Chinese Super League; Mingcheng Group was one of the shareholders of Shanghai International. Yesterday, Mr. Zhang even personally went to Hongkou Football Stadium for the Shanghai Shenhua vs. Shanghai International derby. She

'd call up some of her former colleagues in a couple of days to give him a good talking-to. Thinking of her good-for-nothing husband, Ming Xue'er sat there blankly, forgetting to drink her coffee. "

Xiao Xue, what are you thinking about?"

"Mr. Zhang, I'm sorry, I…" Ming Xue'er looked up and saw Zhang Shuicheng smiling at her. "

I was looking for you earlier, but I didn't expect you to be here. Come to my office for a moment." "

Okay, Mr. Zhang."

Ming Xue'er stood up and followed Zhang Shuicheng, feeling a little anxious. Had she done something wrong? Getting into this company wasn't easy. "

Come, Xiao Xue, have a seat." "

It's alright, just let me know if you need anything immediately."

"You're half a head taller than me standing here, I feel pressured." Zhang Shuicheng chuckled as he looked at Ming Xue'er.

Ming Xue'er, in her high heels, was 1.75 meters tall, making her the tallest woman in the Mingcheng Group. "

Okay." Ming Xue'er felt a little relieved seeing Zhang Shuicheng joking with her.

She wore a grey Ports high-end women's business suit, her jet-black hair neatly combed back, her features delicate, exuding elegance and maturity. Her long legs were even more alluring in flesh-colored stockings, and her black, shiny high heels further accentuated her noble air.

Zhang Shuicheng looked at Ming Xue'er, inwardly marveling: "After all, she's a former model, and a Shanghai woman, truly exceptional."

He had seen countless beautiful women, but Ming Xue'er was indeed quite special—mature and elegant. From the first day Ming Xue'er came to the company for her interview, Zhang Shuicheng was utterly captivated.

Looking at Ming Xue'er, Zhang Shuicheng felt his lower body begin to throb, slowly hardening.

As he aged, Zhang Shuicheng's libido had declined. For a man like Zhang Shuicheng, material possessions were no longer the most important thing; what mattered most was his primal instincts, the ability to ignite his desires and vitality. He had recently rediscovered that feeling with his daughter-in-law, aroused by her youthful body and the thrill of incest. "

Mr. Zhang, is there anything you need?" Ming Xue'er was a little nervous seeing Zhang Shuicheng staring intently at her. Although she was used to being stared at like that by men on the street, she hadn't expected Zhang Shuicheng, who managed billions in assets, to act this way. She felt a little shy, but also a little proud.

"Ah... Xue'er, it's like this..." Zhang Shuicheng said, slowly standing up and walking over to Xue'er, where he sat down.

"Your administrative manager, Manager Wang, is being transferred to Beijing, leaving a vacancy for the administrative manager position. I'd like to find a suitable candidate within your administrative department and would like to hear your thoughts."

Zhang Shuicheng sat close to Ming Xue'er, feeling the warmth of her soft thigh pressed against his. Ming Xue'er's heart pounded. Having worked in the corporate world for several years, she had come to understand things better. A strange mix of nervousness, unease, and a touch of excitement lingered within her.

In Shanghai, China's largest economic city, power, sex, and money were once again the most valuable things in society. In this materialistic age, poverty was mocked, but prostitution was not; morality and dignity had been disregarded.

Her husband was useless, and the burden of the family rested on her shoulders. This was a rare opportunity. She had already been married before, so she could just turn a blind eye to it. Besides, Zhang Shuicheng was a legendary figure, someone she had always greatly admired. Although he was nearing sixty, he possessed a mature and charming appeal.

Ming Xue'er comforted herself while her feelings were conflicted due to traditional moral ethics.

"Xiao Xue, I'm asking you something." The experienced Zhang Shuicheng, observing the changes in Ming Xue'er's expression, already knew what was going on. He gently took her hand. "

How would I know, Mr. Zhang?" Ming Xue'er blushed, her voice soft as she answered, trying to pull her hand away.

"Xiao Xue, I think you're capable." Zhang Shuicheng grabbed Ming Xue'er's hand, preventing her from escaping.

Ming Xue'er's heart skipped a beat, both excited and uneasy. "

I... I'm too inexperienced, I can't do it."

"I say you can, so you can." Zhang Shuicheng knew to strike while the iron was hot, his hand slowly beginning to caress her alluring, stockinged thighs. "

Mr. Zhang, please don't do this, this is the company." Ming Xue'er tried to resist, but in Zhang Shuicheng's eyes, her refusal seemed so weak. "

Don't worry, without my order, no one dares to come in."

Zhang Shuicheng said, beginning to kiss Ming Xue'er's delicate, luscious red lips, which she turned her head away from.

Zhang Shuicheng held Xiao Xue'er's snow-white neck with one hand, and his other hand reached into her breasts.

Finally, Zhang Shuicheng kissed Xiaoxue's sweet lips, greedily sucking on the young woman's fragrant tongue and swallowing her delicious saliva. His other hand grasped Xiaoxue's full breasts. Xiaoxue's breathing gradually quickened; at first she resisted, but slowly she became aroused, her tongue entwining with Zhang Shuicheng's, sucking and kissing each other, slowly indulging her desire.

Zhang Shuicheng pulled Xiaoxue up. Standing up, Xiaoxue was a good half a head taller than Zhang Shuicheng. To make love with such a tall, elegant beauty—what more could a man ask for!

"I must have my way with this beauty," Zhang Shuicheng thought, suppressing his burgeoning lust. He had Xiaoxue lean against the windowsill, her back to him, while he knelt down and rolled up her grey skirt, revealing her thighs in flesh-colored stockings. Her long, straight legs were accentuated by a pair of shiny black high heels. Zhang Shuicheng's lust burned fiercely. He pounced on her, his tongue licking her high heels, meticulously caressing the surface.

Powerful men like Zhang Shuicheng were always aloof, always behaving arrogantly, while others fawned over them. Often, such men harbored a perverse obsession with worshipping queens.

Xiaoxue noticed Zhang Shuicheng's sudden silence and turned to look. She saw him licking her high heels and felt a surge of shame, along with a strange, inexplicable feeling.

Zhang Shuicheng licked Xiaoxue's high heels, enjoying this perverse sexual gratification. His penis grew increasingly hard, and his hands gently caressed her thighs, warm and elastic.

Zhang Shuicheng stood up and pulled off Xiaoxue's stockings and panties, slowly revealing her fair and slender legs and full buttocks. Zhang Shuicheng slowly caressed them, feeling the wonderful touch, and Xiaoxue's body trembled slightly.

Zhang Shuicheng squatted down to admire this masterpiece of God, truly a flawless buttock, snow-white and incredibly cute. Zhang Shuicheng made Xiaoxue's buttocks slightly arch, and his hands slowly parted her buttocks. So beautiful! Her brown anus instantly bloomed, still tightly contracted out of shyness.

Xiaoxue strongly felt Zhang Shuicheng staring at her anus, feeling both shy and nervous. Suddenly, she felt a soreness in her anus, as something soft was licking it.

Xiaoxue turned around and saw, "No... Mr. Zhang, it's dirty there..."

Xiaoxue tilted her head back, enjoying the old man's service, something even her husband had never done.

Zhang Shuicheng licked diligently, enjoying the slightly smelly anus of the young woman, his lower body swelling even more.

In the luxurious office of the Jinmao Tower, a tall, slender professional woman in a gray high-end business suit faced the window, her lower body naked, her snow-white buttocks slightly upturned, while a white-haired old man was squatting down, licking her beautiful anus from behind. What an obscene scene! "

Xiaoxue, lick it for me..." Zhang Shuicheng stood up and made Xiaoxue squat down.

Mingxue shyly squatted down, only to see that Zhang Shuicheng's penis was already erect and menacing.

Mingxue had performed oral sex on her husband before, but this was the first time she had done it on a man other than her husband. She was very shy and hesitated for a moment before opening her cherry-like mouth and sticking out her red and tender tongue to lick Zhang Shuicheng's thick penis.

Zhang Shuicheng felt a chill run down his spine after Xiaoxue's initial lick, his penis trembling slightly. After a while, Xiaoxue began deep oral sex on him. Watching his enormous penis thrust in and out of the beauty's mouth, Zhang Shuicheng felt a surge of male pride.

Xiaoxue's face was flushed, and occasionally a trace of saliva clung to his penis as she swallowed and spat it out. Because she was squatting, Xiaoxue's thighs and buttocks formed a stunning curve, her buttocks half-open with great tension, emitting a dazzling white light.

Under Xiaoxue's licking, Zhang Shuicheng felt a strong urge to urinate. He needed to pee! What to do? Suddenly, a strong, perverse urge arose within him: to urinate into Xiaoxue's mouth. "

Xiaoxue, I need to pee."

Xiaoxue quickly spat it out, trying to avoid it. "

Xiaoxue, drink it."

"No, no…you're too perverted…

Xiaoxue, I beg you, please satisfy me." Looking at Zhang Shuicheng's pleading eyes…

"How could Mr. Zhang be so perverted? He licked my shoes first, and now he wants me to drink his urine. Should I help him? It's come to this already."

Xiaoxue hesitated for a moment, then knelt in front of Zhang Shuicheng. "Be careful not to get it in my eyes."

Zhang Shuicheng was overjoyed, looking at this stunningly beautiful woman kneeling before him, mouth half-open, waiting to drink his urine, with a mournful expression. It was so lewd, so stimulating.

Xiaoxue closed her eyes, and suddenly felt a stream of scalding liquid shoot into her mouth. The sound of water hitting a container echoed throughout the office, and the stench of urine filled the room.

A young woman was kneeling in the office, eyes closed, mouth open, while an old man was urinating into her mouth—what a lewd scene.

A stench assaulted her mouth, and Xiaoxue was about to spit out the urine.

"Xiaoxue, drink it."

Xiaoxue hesitated for a moment, then swallowed. It tasted awful, with a strong stench of urine. She had never been so humiliated before, and tears of shame streamed down her face. Yet, a strange feeling stirred within her.

Watching Xiaoxue, dressed in a grey business suit, her lower body naked, her hair styled in a mature woman's upturned style, her head tilted back, her lips parted in a delicate pout, while his slightly cloudy yellow urine flowed continuously, watching her struggle to swallow, tears of shame streaming from her closed eyes, Zhang Shuicheng felt an intense stimulation, a powerful sadistic pleasure.

Finally, she finished urinating, experiencing a pleasure akin to ejaculation. "

Xiaoxue, thank you." Zhang Shuicheng took a tissue and tenderly wiped away the tears and urine from Xiaoxue's face.

His penis was still erect. Ignoring Xiaoxue's pitiful gaze, Zhang Shuicheng said, "Come on, Xiaoxue, I haven't come yet."

He turned Xiaoxue around, and she wriggled her hips a few times in protest.

Zhang Shuicheng, supporting Xiaoxue's snowy buttocks, slowly inserted his enormous penis. It felt so good; youth was truly wonderful!

It went in smoothly, and Zhang Shuicheng was surprised to find Xiaoxue's vagina already wet. Had Xiaoxue also experienced pleasure earlier? Thinking this, Zhang Shuicheng thrust even more excitedly into the beauty's tender vaginal walls.

Because Xiaoxue was taller than Zhang Shuicheng, he had to stand on tiptoe, supporting her buttocks from behind.

Gradually, Xiaoxue began to feel it, and Zhang Shuicheng also experienced wave after wave of pleasure. He had almost ejaculated during oral sex, but a urination had relieved it.

Watching this tall beauty panting softly under his thrusts, Zhang Shuicheng felt immense pride. For an old man in his sixties to be able to enjoy such a young and beautiful body was truly blissful!

After playing for a while, Zhang Shuicheng, being of advanced age and having played for too long, finally ejaculated his old, turbid semen into Xiaoxue's young vagina, feeling somewhat unwilling to give up.

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