Anchor's Diary

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A white sedan sped into a parking space next to the TVXS building. A woman stepped out, sporting blonde hair and a fashionable outfit. Her shapely, fair figure was subtly visible, and her face radiated the confidence and pride of a powerful woman. This was Zhang Yaqing, TVXS's top anchor. 　　On

screen, she was a sharp-tongued anchor with a unique reporting style, quite different from other anchors in the news industry. Many male viewers were captivated by her confident demeanor, and her colleagues respectfully called her "Big Sister." However, a failed relationship years ago had caused her to lose faith in men.

The comfort she received from a female colleague after this emotional setback gradually changed her personality; she began to experience sexual urges towards women. When she saw her female news anchor colleagues, with their long legs and full breasts, her vagina began to gush with lustful fluid. Overwhelmed by heat, her soaked panties told her she was no longer a normal woman. Traces of her aroused vaginal fluids could be found in the company restroom, every corner of her home, and even the news anchor's desk.

The female news anchors at the company were the objects of her nightly fantasies, fueled by her masturbation. This intense sexual urge led her to visit an adult store as soon as she arrived abroad, buying a plethora of sexy lingerie and panties so small they barely covered her vulva, which she could then pull down for masturbation. Of course, various types of vibrators were indispensable—her best friends for relieving her lonely nights.

Normally, she's a confident and proud news anchor, but she's also a sex slave prone to impulsive acts. The sight of a girl triggers a surge of desire within her, arousing her from within.

Recently, she's set her sights on Shu Zongyi, a TVXS anchorwoman who's been with the company for six months and is considered one of the station's founding members, alongside Yi-yi. Shu Zongyi has a petite and adorable face, with delicate eyes and a charming mouth, making her irresistibly kissable. Her tall, 168cm figure has captivated many men online. A former volleyball player, her skin and figure are exquisitely beautiful, making her the epitome of beauty.

Only Zhang Yaqing in the entire company has accidentally seen Shu Zongyi's figure in the locker room. It just so happened that a locker room door was broken, and it was Shu Zongyi's turn to report the next news segment.

Zongyi was changing clothes, while the lustful female beast pretended to be reading outside, but her eyes were actually fixed on Zongyi's breasts and vulva. Shu Zongyi's breasts were not very big, small but beautifully shaped, with slightly upturned, light pink nipples, probably around 32B!

Her delicate skin was flawless, and her flat abdomen had no excess fat. Because she was standing to the side, her vulva could not be seen clearly. Her firm and elastic buttocks made Yaqing want to rush over and lick them immediately. Her bra and panties were pure white and simple in cut, which further highlighted her pure and lovely appearance.

Zhang Yaqing, who had been watching from outside the door, had already soaked her underwear. She could feel her clitoris rapidly erect. Her trembling hands gently pressed against her genitals, trying to temporarily relieve the wet, itchy feeling, but a woman with a strong sex drive couldn't stop herself like that.

After Zongyi changed her clothes and came over, she said to Zhang Yaqing, "Big sister, I have to go memorize my script now. Bye!!"

Yaqing forced a smile and watched her cute back as she left. A feeling of love rose in Yaqing's heart, along with a sexual urge.

She immediately rushed into the bathroom, locked the door, and pulled up her suit skirt, revealing black transparent lace panties, which were even more wet and transparent with her own juices. Two fingers of her left hand were already deeply inserted, while her right hand wasn't idle either, unbuttoning her breasts to reveal her firm, white breasts, kneading them with varying pressure, as if trying to squeeze out milk. Pleasant moans, "Mmm... Ah..." accompanied by the rapid thrusting of her fingers stirring her juices, "Plop..." Zhang Yaqing reached another peak of pleasure.

That day, Yaqing finished her news report, went out to get something to eat, and returned.

Sigh... there's still a lot to watch. Most of the company staff have probably left!

Only one anchor from the broadcasting team is still on air; the others haven't returned yet. Ya-ching sighed, "Sigh... Let's start working hard!"

Just as Zhang Ya-ching was about to focus on today's news highlights, Zong-yi walked over. She was still wearing the red suit she had just worn during the news broadcast, her fair skin glowing red—she was absolutely gorgeous! Ya-ching's heart skipped a beat.

Zong-yi walked over with the news script and said, "Big sister! I think today's script is a bit strange."

Zong-yi bent down and said to Ya-ching, who was sitting down, "I think..."

Zhang Ya-ching slightly raised her head and looked into Zong-yi's neckline. Two small, white breasts, gently supported by a pure white bra, were the very breasts she had given to Zong-yi every night. Looking at Zong-yi's small and lovely face, Zhang Ya-ching was momentarily stunned, not knowing what she was saying, and couldn't help but kiss Zong-yi's cheek.

Zongyi was startled by her older sister's sudden action. Her large eyes stared at Yaqing, as if asking what had happened. Yaqing, momentarily flustered, quickly realized she might as well go all the way. She wrapped her arm around Zongyi's slender waist and kissed her lips.

Completely unprepared for this sudden turn of events, Zongyi stood there dumbfounded, letting Yaqing kiss her. Yaqing's warm tongue roamed between Zongyi's teeth, a slightly tingling sensation that made Zongyi forget to refuse. Instead, she extended her tongue and intertwined with Yaqing's. Zongyi wanted to see what would happen.

Yaqing's kiss was passionate, and her hands were equally skilled. She secretly reached behind Zongyi and pulled down the zipper of her skirt. Zongyi seemed to wake from a dream, forcefully pulling away from Zhang Yaqing. Yaqing lost her balance and fell to the ground. Zongyi's skirt, pulled down by the zipper, fell to her knees, and she almost tripped as well.

Zongyi pulled her skirt up, but before she could zip it up, she immediately ran to Zhang Yaqing's side: "Big sister, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to."

Her large eyes were already filled with tears from the sudden turn of events, making

her even more pitiful. Zhang Yaqing, her underwear soaked through, lost her temper and grabbed Zongyi. Zongyi lost her balance and fell onto Yaqing, their nipples pressing heavily together. Yaqing's hand was already inside her skirt, kneading her labia and clitoris.

Zongyi couldn't help but let out a soft "Ah," after all, her private parts hadn't been touched by anyone else in 24 years, and she rarely even masturbated. Since Yaqing was also a woman, she knew exactly where a woman's most sensitive and pleasurable spot was, and her five fingers relentlessly attacked. In less than two minutes, Zongyi's honeypot was already flowing with nectar. Zongyi's initial resistance gradually weakened, replaced by soft moans.

Seeing that she was halfway there, Yaqing let go and began to take off her own clothes, until she was only wearing a pink pair of panties with a wet crotch. Then she reached out and took off Zongyi's top and skirt, revealing a pure white bra, her chest flushed red from sexual arousal.

Ya-ching gently kissed Tsung-yi, whose face was already flushed red. Ya-ching slipped her hand inside Tsung-yi's panties and inserted it into her untouched honey hole. Driven by instinct, Tsung-yi kneaded Ya-ching's medium-sized breasts with both hands.

The two women kissed with moans. Ya-ching pulled Tsung-yi's inconvenient panties down to her knees and took off her bra. Her pale pink nipples seemed to be saying, "Come and eat me! Come and eat me!" Her pubic hair was sparse, and her bright red vulva and glistening honey showed that it had not been developed. Ya-ching used both her hands and mouth to attack Tsung-yi's breasts and vulva. The inexperienced Tsung-yi could only use her hands to slightly retaliate against Ya-ching's vulva, which was gushing with lustful fluid.

Ya-ching suddenly stood up, opened her purse, and took out a double-headed phallus, specially made for lesbians, a full inch and a half thick.

Zong-yi gasped loudly upon seeing it. Zhang Ya-ching exclaimed, "Good sister! I prepared this for us to try and see if it can bring us more pleasure!"

Zong-yi just stared wide-eyed at the large phallus. Ya-ching knelt down and gently inserted the double-headed phallus into Zong-yi's tender vagina. Zong-yi cried out, "Ah...waaa!" and tears streamed down her face from the pain.

Ya-ching comforted her, "Take it slow! I'll be gentle, it'll feel very comfortable."

As she spoke, she gently inserted herself. Zongyi could only moan as Yaqing slowly sat down, positioning the other end of her vagina, which was already soaked with her juices.

Ah…

Both of them let out pleasurable moans. Yaqing imitated the man's slow thrusting, and lay down so that her nipples were aligned with Zongyi's nipples.

With each thrust and vibration, the nipples rubbed against each other, and the breasts collided, filling them both with pleasure. Zongyi ejaculated for the first time after only a few minutes of penetration, but faced with Yaqing's frenzied intrusion, her juices splattered everywhere, leading Zongyi step by step to another climax.

Hmm… Ah… Ah… Yaqing's vagina is almost ruined, ah… I'm going to report the news later… A little less force…

The two of them thrust wildly until Yaqing ejaculated three times before stopping, while Zongyi, who had just ejaculated for the first time, was already in a daze. Ya-ching picked up the double-headed penis and carefully licked Zong-yi's nectar clean. It really was nectar, sweet and delicious.

Ya-ching, still not satisfied, went to suck Zong-yi's continuously flowing lustful fluid. The two played until almost nine o'clock. Ah... Bao-hui, the anchor, is almost finished reporting and she has to come back...

Recently, TVXS's news ratings have been soaring. The latest polls show that it has surpassed all other channels. Of course, the front-line anchors deserve credit for this. Another leading beauty anchor, Du-yun, has also received widespread acclaim for her new financial program. The company held a celebration banquet and invited colleagues from the news department to attend.

At the banquet, the girls were all beautifully dressed, and the boys were also quite handsome. Zhang Yaqing, the eldest among the anchors, wore a low-cut black t-shirt paired with a red suit and black trousers. Her fair breasts against the black clothing inevitably attracted a lot of attention.

During the banquet, Yaqing went to the restroom and happened to run into Zongyi. Zongyi wore a beige dress with a pearl necklace, exuding a mature and alluring charm. As Yaqing walked past her, she couldn't resist giving Zongyi's firm buttocks a quick groan. Zongyi made a sound but said nothing.

Meanwhile, at the banquet, as everyone celebrated the success of Duyun's new program, there was much toasting. Duyun, who couldn't hold her liquor, gradually became somewhat drunk. A male colleague with ulterior motives tried to take advantage of her, even attempting to rape her.

What's most captivating about Du Yun is her smiling eyes and irresistible smile. If she hadn't married young, she would be the most popular news anchor.

The manager said, "It looks like Du Yun is getting drunk. Let her husband pick her up!"

A female colleague said, "Her husband is in the US doing a special report on an industry; he won't be back until tomorrow."

"Then… I'll take her home,"

a group of male colleagues said. Ya Qing glanced at them and knew what those lecherous guys were thinking, so she said, "I'll take her home; it's on my way anyway."

She added, "Shu Zongyi, aren't you Du Yun's best friend? Help me take her home! I'm not sure I can carry her."

The naive Zongyi agreed without hesitation!

Zhang Ya Qing drove, and she and Zongyi took Du Yun home.

Ouch! So heavy!!!

Ya Qing and Zongyi together carried Du Yun to bed.

The ancients said, "Wine is the matchmaker of lust," and that's absolutely true. After a few drinks, Ya-qing saw Du-yun's flushed cheeks and her full, heaving breasts, and a surge of lust welled up within her. Looking at Zong-yi beside her, with whom she had shared a pleasurable first time, Zhang Ya-qing already knew what to do.

She said to Zong-yi, "Your sister's drunk, help her change her clothes! Otherwise, she'll be uncomfortable with the tight fabric."

Zong-yi blinked her big eyes and said, "Okay!"

The two of them together pulled off Du-yun's clothes, revealing a pink bra—a rather modern front-fastening bra—and pink panties covering her small, dark mound.

"Ah!"

Zongyi and Yaqing couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. At 167cm, she had a very slender figure, only one centimeter shorter than Zongyi. Her delicate skin contrasted sharply with her dark breasts. Her firm breasts did not appear flat despite being covered up; they still stood proudly, supporting her sexy bra. Yaqing took off Duyun's bra and looked at the tag: 35B, an inch or two larger than Zongyi's and Yaqing's.

Yaqing said to Zongyi, "I'm going to get something. Can you keep an eye on Sister X?"

She then went out. Zongyi stared intently at her best friend X Duyun's breasts, one hand unconsciously tracing circles on Duyun's nipple—a light brown nipple, clearly often mercilessly sucked by her husband. Her other hand slowly spread Duyun's legs, gently caressing her thighs, which were no less shapely than her own. (

This is the second installment of the anchor's diary, written by a fan who has been waiting in vain. Consider it a humble offering, and please don't be offended, anchor. We all eagerly await your masterpiece.

) "Hmm... Ah..."

Duyun, drunk and unconscious, suddenly let out a soft moan. Zongyi, feeling guilty, quickly moved her hand away. If Duyun knew what she was doing, Zongyi truly didn't know how to explain it to her best friend.

Du Yun seemed unaware of what had happened. She slightly adjusted her sleeping position and fell into a deep sleep again.

"Phew...that was close!"

Zong Yi, relieved, suppressed her burgeoning desires and sat quietly on the edge of the bed, not daring to make any bold moves.

"What's wrong with Sister Ya Qing? She hasn't come back yet," Zong Yi muttered to herself.

Actually, Zhang Ya Qing hadn't been gone for long, but Zong Yi was constantly struggling with her desires. These few minutes felt like hours to her.

The naive Zong Yi thought that if there was a third party present, no matter how much she felt resentful, she would never dare to do anything inappropriate. The simple-minded beauty anchor had no idea who had made her struggle alone here.

Zongyi herself didn't understand why she was so distracted today, especially since the object of her affections was her closest colleague. Little did Zongyi know that the semi-forced, frenzied sex with Zhang Yaqing a few days prior had left an indelible mark on her inexperienced body.

After that day, Zhang Yaqing continued her busy work routine as usual, never mentioning the previous night to Zongyi, except perhaps for a few casual flirtations when they were alone. Although filled with doubt, Zongyi dared not ask further since her older sister didn't bring it up.

Zongyi kept telling herself that it was just a momentary lapse in judgment, constantly hypnotizing herself that nothing had happened that night, but every cell in her body that had experienced same-sex sex clearly remembered every detail of that night. How did that nimble, soft tongue, carrying the subtle scent of cardamom, invade her cherry-like mouth, kissing every inch of her skin, transforming her once noble and refined vulva into a wanton, overflowing with lust? The electric shock of their nipple-to-nipple contact, the soft, pressing sensation of her breasts against her skin. How did

that seemingly cold artificial penis, under Ya-ching's skillful manipulation, repeatedly lead her to the peak of orgasm? This was a kind of sex different from romantic love; sometimes gentle and delicate, sometimes rough and wild, filled with fresh wonder and mixed with a perverse pleasure.

Zongyi wanted to forget everything, but her body, having enjoyed the ultimate pleasure, eagerly anticipated the next lesbian feast.

Watching Duyun's full, beautiful breasts rise and fall rhythmically, Zongyi's rationality faced another severe challenge.

"If I just gently caress her, Duyun-nee won't know, right?"

Desire clearly won out in this struggle.

"Like before, as long as I'm careful, Duyun-nee won't wake up."

Just as Zongyi's thought shifted from a question to a statement, her hand had already landed on Duyun's breasts, which she couldn't fully grasp.

"Ah! So soft, completely different from mine."

Zongyi gently caressed Duyun's chest with one hand, while her other hand slowly kneaded her own breasts through the dress.

"I want it stronger."

Even with little experience in masturbation, Zongyi clearly felt the intense desire.

Zongyi pulled her dress down to her waist, unhooked her white lace bra with one hand, and directly caressed her full, slender breasts.

Zongyi closed her eyes, a satisfied smile on her lips, her hands still roaming over the two women's chests. As if marveling at the wonder of creation, the two women's breasts felt so completely different.

Zongyi had never touched another woman's breasts so carefully before, not even her own. Like a Java sparrow just released from the shackles of morality, Zongyi curiously explored this unknown sea of desire.

Zongyi meticulously explored every inch of her own breasts, then performed the same process on Duyun. Zongyi lightly traced the areolas with her fingernails, occasionally giving a gentle twist to the sensitive nipples, her fingers massaging the breasts with varying pressure, as if trying to memorize the tender sensation with her own hands.

"Oh…"

Duyun let out a long sigh. Zongyi, already controlled by lust, couldn't bear to leave Duyun's body this time, pinching Duyun's nipples, which were already erect from excitement.

Zongyi opened her eyes, gazing at Duyun's sleeping yet ecstatic expression. "Sister Duyun must be very happy too!" The thought of making her best friend happy filled Zongyi with a strange excitement, and also lessened the guilt in her subconscious.

Du Yun remained unconscious, but with Zong Yi's caresses, she began to moan softly.

"Ah... um..." The low moans assaulted Zong Yi's last line of rational defense.

A surge of desire welled up within her; her silk white panties were already soaked, and Zong Yi could even feel the sticky liquid slowly trickling down her inner thighs.

"Du Yun-neechan must be wet too."

Unable to restrain herself any longer, Zong Yi finally moved her other hand to Du Yun's inner thigh, caressing the delicate skin as she moved towards the groin. Zong Yi carefully used her index finger to pry open Du Yun's trendy pink panties, her middle finger gently sliding into the secret garden she had long fantasized about.

"Ah!" "It's really wet..."

Zongyi excitedly realized her deduction was correct.

When Zongyi's fingers touched the swollen clitoris, "Ah!" Duyun's body twitched as if electrocuted.

"Oh... Jianqun... Jianqun..." Duyun suddenly called out her husband's name.

"Sister Duyun is dreaming about her husband."

Zongyi didn't dare linger on the clitoris for too long, worried that excessive stimulation would wake Duyun.

Her slender fingers wandered aimlessly in the garden.

"Jianqun..."

Duyun called out her husband's name again, her tone filled with pleading.

"What's wrong, Sister Duyun?"

Zongyi looked at Duyun with heartache. Duyun's brows were deeply furrowed, showing a very distressed expression. Zongyi, who had little sexual experience, had no idea what she had done to Duyun. Even in her sleep, when her sensitive private parts were stimulated, her mature body faithfully responded primally.

Zongyi's awkward caresses slowly aroused Duyun's sensuality, but just as Duyun was about to reach the heights of pleasure, Zongyi would bring her back down to earth. A strong sense of emptiness filled Duyun, and she twisted her waist in frustration as if chasing Zongyi's mischievous fingers.

Zongyi recalled the large penis she had with Zhang Yaqing that night.

"Sister Duyun..."

Zongyi mustered her courage and parted the engorged petals, her already moist middle finger easily sliding into the long-awaited honey pot.

"Oh..."

Duyun let out a long sigh as if she had breathed a sigh of relief. Zongyi dared not be too rough, only using two knuckles to slowly thrust in and out of her vulva.

"Mmm...ah...building a group...ah..."

Du Yun's soft moans seemed to encourage Zong Yi to be bolder.

"It doesn't seem enough..." Zong Yi

, who only wanted to give his beloved Du Yun even greater satisfaction, inserted his index finger into her warm little hole.

As the speed of the thrusting increased, Du Yun let out even more lewd moans, and the finger that kept teasing the flesh walls drew out a lot of nectar. The squelching sounds of the water and Du Yun's sweet moans combined to create a lewd symphony.

Although she was already married, Du Yun's vagina was still narrow and full of elasticity. The smooth mucous membrane tightly wrapped around the finger, and the vagina contracted in waves. Zong Yi felt like he was about to melt. Completely different from her passive experience with Ya-ching last time, Zong-yi reveled in the superior feeling of being in control. Although there was no external force directly stimulating her body, just hearing Du-yun's satisfied moans and feeling the warmth of her fingers inside Du-yun's body gave Zong-yi pleasure.

Completely indulging her rising lust, Zong-yi's mind gradually became blurred, and she even felt like she was reaching orgasm.

In her daze, Du-yun suddenly cried out "Ah!" Her right hand tightly gripped Zong-yi's hand, which was still inside her vagina. Her pubic bone was raised high, and her vagina contracted strongly, as if a strong suction force was trying to pull Zong-yi's hand into the deepest part of her vagina.

"Create a group chat...create a group chat...don't leave me...create a group chat..."

Du Yun, somewhat caught up in the ecstasy of orgasm, cried out in her sleep, hoping her husband would stay by her side. Zong Yi was stunned by this sudden turn of events, unsure of what to do. Her tight vagina even caused her fingers to ache.

"There's nothing I can do about being looked down upon by Sister Du Yun."

Helpless, Zong Yi was about to wake Du Yun when suddenly a hand covered her mouth. Startled, Zong Yi turned around and exclaimed, "Sister Ya Qing!"

It turned out that Zhang Ya Qing had already intended to take advantage of Du Yun while taking her home. Bringing Zong Yi along was partly to take advantage of her volleyball skills, but also because she wanted to try a threesome, something even Zhang Ya Qing had never experienced.

Upon seeing Du Yun's voluptuous and beautiful body, Zhang Yaqing was so excited that she wanted to pounce on her and kiss her fair breasts. However, she worried that her rough actions might scare Zongyi away, and besides, it would be a waste of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. So, she finally suppressed her burning desire, told Zongyi to take care of Du Yun, and went back to her car to prepare some sex toys she planned to use later.

Yaqing grabbed a few vibrators and dildos from the car, and suddenly had an idea. She also took out a Hi-8 that she had kept in the car to film breaking news footage, and rushed back into the house.

As soon as she entered the living room, she could faintly hear a woman's moans coming from the room.

'Could it be…'

Ya-ching cautiously approached the bedroom, stunned by the scene before her. Zong-yi was gently caressing the sleeping Du-yun, who was moaning with ecstasy.

Ya-ching had experienced such scenes herself and seen them on videotapes, but she had never witnessed them so clearly before, especially since the performers before her were her colleagues, a gentle and virtuous married woman and a pure and lovely young girl!

Ya-ching felt a surge of heat within her and quickly took off her red suit and black trousers, revealing her specially chosen sexy black suspender stockings. Her already damp panties glistened with alluring, lustful moisture under the light. The bizarre sight aroused intense sexual desire, and Ya-ching frantically masturbated while simultaneously filming this lewd scene.

Ya-ching had no intention of interfering in Zong-yi and Du-yun's game; although her long-desired threesome had failed, the thrill of voyeurism gave her an unprecedented experience.

Looking at Zong-yi's still somewhat childish face through the camera lens, Ya-ching felt a strange sensation.

She intended to "train" Zongyi, but every time she saw Zongyi, she felt a pang of unease, unsure how to proceed. With Zongyi's 168cm height and agile movements, she should have been an ideal "top"; yet her delicate, girlish demeanor evoked a sense of tenderness. Having worked together for half a year, Yaqing, as her supervisor, knew that beneath Zongyi's gentle exterior lay a stubborn, unyielding spirit.

This contradiction was precisely why, after leading Zongyi through her first experience with a woman, Yaqing didn't actively provoke her further. Yaqing wanted to observe further, to see what kind of person Zongyi truly was beneath her beautiful exterior.

Every time Ya-ching masturbated in the middle of the night fantasizing about Zong-yi's snow-white body, she would think after climaxing, "This girl might really be a born queen, all women would have to submit to her..."

Watching Zong-yi's clumsy technique, she actually brought Du-yun to climax as well, and Ya-ching couldn't help but feel proud of her own judgment.

But no matter what Ya-ching thought, Zong-yi's experience was ultimately insufficient. In that moment of panic, Ya-ching knew that if she didn't show herself soon, Zong-yi might ruin things. Before Zong-yi could cry out, Ya-ching rushed out from behind the door and covered Zong-yi's mouth, avoiding an embarrassing situation.

"Sister Ya-ching!"

A muffled groan came from the covered mouth. Zhang Ya-ching gestured to Zong-yi to be quiet, carefully releasing Du-yun's hand with one hand, while the other hand gently caressed Du-yun's erogenous zones like a breeze.

Ya-ching's skillful techniques gradually soothed Du-yun's impending climax. Taking advantage of the reduced contractions in her vagina, Zong-yi slowly withdrew her fingers, pulling out a long, thin thread. Her fingers, glistening with nectar, were irresistible. Ya-ching couldn't resist leaning in to suckle. As her soft tongue licked her fingertips, Zong-yi felt a shiver run through her body. After a moment's hesitation, she finally turned her head to suckle Du-yun's nectar as well.

"Ah…this is Du-yun's taste."

Their tongues intertwined, sometimes entwining with each other's fingers, sometimes locked in a passionate kiss. They couldn't distinguish between nectar and each other's saliva; the only constant was the sweet sensation. Ya-ching and Zong-yi kissed each other passionately.

"Mmm…uh…"

Du-yun groaned in protest, twisting her waist. Although the climax had subsided, her body was still dissatisfied with the sudden interruption of pleasure.

"Don't forget your sister Ma,"

Ya-ching whispered with a laugh, gently biting Tsung-yi's ear. Like a teacher instructing a student, Ya-ching guided Tsung-yi's hands back to Du-yun's body, exploring every erogenous zone. Her already aroused body quickly rekindled its desire. Ya-ching let Tsung-yi caress Du-yun's beautiful breasts while she herself penetrated her still-wet honey pot.

"Ah...so beautiful...so incredibly beautiful..."

Du-yun let out a sweet cry as her entire body was simultaneously assaulted with sensuality.

A white sedan sped into the parking space next to the TVXS building. A woman stepped out, sporting blonde hair and a fashionable outfit. Her shapely, fair figure was subtly visible, and her face radiated the confidence and pride of a powerful woman. This was Zhang Yaqing, TVXS's top anchor.

On screen, she was a sharp-tongued anchor with a unique reporting style, quite different from other anchors in the news industry. Many male viewers were captivated by her confident demeanor, and her colleagues respectfully called her "Big Sister." However, a failed relationship years ago had caused her to lose faith in men.

The comfort she received from a female colleague after this emotional setback gradually changed her personality; she began to experience sexual urges towards women. When she saw her female news anchor colleagues, with their long legs and full breasts, her vagina began to gush with lustful fluid. Overwhelmed by heat, her soaked panties told her she was no longer a normal woman. Traces of her aroused vaginal fluids could be found in the company restroom, every corner of her home, and even the news anchor's desk.

The female news anchors at the company were the objects of her nightly fantasies, fueled by her masturbation. This intense sexual urge led her to visit an adult store as soon as she arrived abroad, buying a plethora of sexy lingerie and panties so small they barely covered her vulva, which she could then pull down for masturbation. Of course, various types of vibrators were indispensable—her best friends for relieving her lonely nights.

Normally, she's a confident and proud news anchor, but she's also a sex slave prone to impulsive acts. The sight of a girl triggers a surge of desire within her, arousing her from within.

Recently, she's set her sights on Shu Zongyi, a TVXS anchorwoman who's been with the company for six months and is considered one of the station's founding members, alongside Yi-yi. Shu Zongyi has a petite and adorable face, with delicate eyes and a charming mouth, making her irresistibly kissable. Her tall, 168cm figure has captivated many men online. A former volleyball player, her skin and figure are exquisitely beautiful, making her the epitome of beauty.

Only Zhang Yaqing in the entire company has accidentally seen Shu Zongyi's figure in the locker room. It just so happened that a locker room door was broken, and it was Shu Zongyi's turn to report the next news segment.

Zongyi was changing clothes, while the lustful female beast pretended to be reading outside, but her eyes were actually fixed on Zongyi's breasts and vulva. Shu Zongyi's breasts were not very big, small but beautifully shaped, with slightly upturned, light pink nipples, probably around 32B!

Her delicate skin was flawless, and her flat abdomen had no excess fat. Because she was standing to the side, her vulva could not be seen clearly. Her firm and elastic buttocks made Yaqing want to rush over and lick them immediately. Her bra and panties were pure white and simple in cut, which further highlighted her pure and lovely appearance.

Zhang Yaqing, who had been watching from outside the door, had already soaked her underwear. She could feel her clitoris rapidly erect. Her trembling hands gently pressed against her genitals, trying to temporarily relieve the wet, itchy feeling, but a woman with a strong sex drive couldn't stop herself like that.

After Zongyi changed her clothes and came over, she said to Zhang Yaqing, "Big sister, I have to go memorize my script now. Bye!!"

Yaqing forced a smile and watched her cute back as she left. A feeling of love rose in Yaqing's heart, along with a sexual urge.

She immediately rushed into the bathroom, locked the door, and pulled up her suit skirt, revealing black transparent lace panties, which were even more wet and transparent with her own juices. Two fingers of her left hand were already deeply inserted, while her right hand wasn't idle either, unbuttoning her breasts to reveal her firm, white breasts, kneading them with varying pressure, as if trying to squeeze out milk. Pleasant moans, "Mmm... Ah..." accompanied by the rapid thrusting of her fingers stirring her juices, "Plop..." Zhang Yaqing reached another peak of pleasure.

That day, Yaqing finished her news report, went out to get something to eat, and returned.

Sigh... there's still a lot to watch. Most of the company staff have probably left!

Only one anchor from the broadcasting team is still on air; the others haven't returned yet. Ya-ching sighed, "Sigh... Let's start working hard!"

Just as Zhang Ya-ching was about to focus on today's news highlights, Zong-yi walked over. She was still wearing the red suit she had just worn during the news broadcast, her fair skin glowing red—she was absolutely gorgeous! Ya-ching's heart skipped a beat.

Zong-yi walked over with the news script and said, "Big sister! I think today's script is a bit strange."

Zong-yi bent down and said to Ya-ching, who was sitting down, "I think..."

Zhang Ya-ching slightly raised her head and looked into Zong-yi's neckline. Two small, white breasts, gently supported by a pure white bra, were the very breasts she had given to Zong-yi every night. Looking at Zong-yi's small and lovely face, Zhang Ya-ching was momentarily stunned, not knowing what she was saying, and couldn't help but kiss Zong-yi's cheek.

Zongyi was startled by her eldest sister's sudden action. She looked at Yaqing with her big eyes, as if asking what had happened. Yaqing lost her composure for a moment, but then thought to herself, since she had already made a mistake, she might as well go all the way. She put her arm around Zongyi's slender waist and kissed Zongyi's lips.

Completely unprepared for this sudden turn of events, Zongyi stood there dumbfounded, letting Yaqing kiss her. Yaqing's warm tongue roamed between Zongyi's teeth, a slightly itchy sensation making Zongyi momentarily forget to refuse. Instead, she extended her tongue and intertwined with Yaqing's. Zongyi wanted to see what would happen.

Yaqing's kiss was intense, and her hands were equally skillful. She had already secretly reached behind and pulled down the zipper of Zongyi's skirt. Zongyi seemed to wake up from a dream at this moment, and she pulled away from Yaqing with all her might. Yaqing lost her balance and fell to the ground. Zongyi's skirt, pulled down by the zipper, fell to her knees, and she almost tripped as well.

Zongyi pulled up her skirt, and before she could even zip it up, she rushed to Zhang Yaqing's side: "Big sister, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to."

Her large eyes were already filled with tears from the sudden change, making

her even more pitiful. Zhang Yaqing, her underwear soaked through, lost her temper and grabbed Zongyi, who lost her balance and fell onto Yaqing. Their nipples pressed heavily together, and Yaqing's hand was already inside Zongyi's skirt, kneading her labia and clitoris.

Zongyi couldn't help but let out a soft "ah," after all, her private parts hadn't been touched by anyone else in 24 years, and she rarely even masturbated. As a woman herself, Ya-ching knew exactly where a woman's most sensitive and pleasurable spots were. Her fingers relentlessly explored, and in less than two minutes, Zong-yi's honeypot was already flowing with nectar. Zong-yi's initial resistance gradually weakened, replaced by soft moans.

Seeing that she was halfway there, Ya-ching released her grip and began to remove her own clothes, until she was only wearing a pink pair of panties, soaked through. She then removed Zong-yi's top and skirt, revealing a pure white bra, her chest flushed with a rosy hue from sexual arousal.

Ya-ching gently kissed Zong-yi, whose face was already burning red. Ya-ching slipped her hand inside Zong-yi's panties, inserting it into her untouched honeypot, while Zong-yi, driven by instinct, kneaded Ya-ching's medium-sized breasts with both hands.

The two women kissed, their moans mingling. Ya-ching pulled Zong-yi's inconvenient panties down to her knees, and removed her bra, revealing pale pink nipples that seemed to be saying, "Eat me! Eat me!" Her pubic hair was sparse, her bright red vulva glistening with clear nectar, showing it was untouched. Ya-ching used both her hands and mouth, relentlessly attacking Zong-yi's breasts and vulva, while the inexperienced Shu Zong-yi could only slightly retaliate with her hands against Ya-ching's gushing vulva.

Suddenly, Ya-ching stood up, opened her purse, and took out a double-headed dildo, specially made for lesbians, a full inch and a half thick.

Zongyi gasped loudly upon seeing it. Zhang Yaqing exclaimed, "Good sister! I've prepared this for us to try and see if it can bring us even more pleasure!"

Zongyi stared wide-eyed at the large penis. Yaqing knelt down and gently inserted the double-headed penis into Zongyi's tender vagina. Zongyi cried out, "Ah...waaa!" and tears streamed down her face from the pain.

Yaqing comforted her, "Take it slow! I'll be gentle, it feels very comfortable."

As she spoke, she gently inserted the penis. Zongyi only moaned. Yaqing slowly sat down, aligning the other end with her own wet vagina.

Ah...

the two of them simultaneously let out pleasurable moans. Yaqing imitated the man's slow thrusting and knelt down, aligning her nipples with Zongyi's nipples.

With each thrust and vibration, their nipples rubbed against each other, their breasts colliding, filling them both with intense pleasure. Zongyi climaxed within minutes, but faced with Yaqing's frenzied penetration, her juices splattered everywhere, leading her to another climax. "

Mmm...ah...ah...Yaqing's pussy is about to rot, ah...I'm going to be reporting the news later...be gentle..."

Their frenzied thrusting culminated in Yaqing climaxing three times before stopping, while Zongyi, having just experienced her first orgasm, was already in a daze. Yaqing picked up the double-headed penis and carefully licked Zongyi's juices clean. It really was juices, sweet and incredibly delicious.

Ya-ching, still wanting more, went to suck Zong-yi's continuously flowing vaginal fluid. The two played until almost nine o'clock. Ah... Bao-hui, the anchor, is almost finished reporting; she's coming back...

Recently, TVXS's news ratings have been soaring, with the latest polls showing it has surpassed all other channels. Of course, the frontline anchors deserve much credit, and another leading beauty, Du-yun, is receiving widespread acclaim for her new financial program. The company held a celebration banquet, inviting colleagues from the news department to attend.

At the banquet, the girls were dressed beautifully, and the boys were also very handsome. The eldest anchor, Zhang Ya-ching, wore a low-cut black t-shirt, paired with a red suit and black trousers. Her fair breasts against the black clothes inevitably attracted a lot of attention.

During the banquet, Ya-ching went to the restroom and happened to run into Zong-yi. Zong-yi was wearing a beige dress with a pearl necklace, exuding a mature and charming femininity. As Ya-ching walked past her, she couldn't resist giving Zong-yi's firm buttocks a quick groan. Zong-yi made a sound but said nothing.

Meanwhile, at the banquet, as everyone celebrated the success of Du-yun's new program, there was much toasting. Du-yun, who couldn't hold her liquor, gradually became somewhat drunk. Male colleagues with ulterior motives tried to take advantage of her, even going so far as to rape her.

Du-yun's most attractive features were her smiling eyes and irresistible smile. If she hadn't married young, she would have been the most popular news anchor.

The manager said, "It looks like Du Yun is getting drunk. Let her husband pick her up!"

A female colleague said, "Her husband went to the US for an industrial research report and won't be back until tomorrow."

"Then... I'll take her home."

A group of male colleagues said this, and Ya Qing knew what those lecherous guys were thinking at a glance, so she said, "I'll take her home, it's on my way anyway." She

added, "Shu Zongyi, aren't you Du Yun's best friend? Help me take her home! I'm not sure I can carry her."

The naive Zongyi agreed without thinking!

Zhang Ya Qing drove, and she and Zongyi took Du Yun home.

Ouch! So heavy!!!

Ya Qing and Zongyi worked together to carry Du Yun to bed.

The ancients said: wine is the matchmaker for lust, and that's absolutely true. After a few drinks, Ya-ching saw Du-yun's flushed cheeks and her full, heaving breasts, and a surge of lust welled up inside her. Looking at Zong-yi beside her, with whom she had shared a pleasurable first time, Ya-ching had already decided what to do.

She said to Zong-yi, "Your sister is drunk, help her change her clothes! Otherwise, she'll be uncomfortable with the clothes tight."

Zong-yi blinked her big eyes and said, "Okay!"

The two of them then worked together to pull off Du-yun's clothes, revealing a pink bra, a rather modern front-fastening bra, and pink panties covering the small black mound.

"Ah!"

Zongyi and Yaqing couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. At 167cm, she had a very slender figure, only one centimeter shorter than Zongyi. Her delicate skin contrasted sharply with her dark breasts. Her firm breasts did not appear flat despite being covered up; they still stood proudly, supporting her sexy bra. Yaqing took off Duyun's bra and looked at the tag: 35B, an inch or two larger than Zongyi's and Yaqing's.

Ya-ching said to Zong-yi, "I'm going to get something. Can you keep an eye on Sister X?"

She then went out. Zong-yi stared intently at her best friend X Du-yun's breasts, one hand unconsciously tracing circles on Du-yun's nipple—a light brown nipple, clearly often mercilessly sucked by her husband. Her other hand slowly spread Du-yun's legs, gently caressing her thighs, which were no less shapely than her own.

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"Hmm... Ah..."

Du Yun, who was completely drunk, suddenly let out a soft groan. Startled and feeling guilty, Zong Yi quickly moved her hand away. If Du Yun knew what she was doing, Zong Yi didn't know how to explain it to her best friend.

Du Yun seemed unaware of what had happened, slightly adjusting her sleeping position before falling back into a deep sleep.

"Phew…that was close!"

Relieved, Zong Yi suppressed her lustful thoughts and sat quietly on the edge of the bed, not daring to make any further bold moves.

"What's wrong with Sister Ya Qing? She hasn't come back yet," Zong Yi muttered to herself.

Actually, Zhang Ya Qing hadn't been gone for long, but Zong Yi was constantly struggling with her desires, and those few minutes felt like hours to her.

The naive Zongyi thought that if a third party were present, no matter how much she felt resentful, she would never dare to do anything out of line. The simple-minded beauty anchor had no idea who had made her struggle alone here.

Zongyi herself didn't understand why she was so distracted today, especially since the object of her affections was her best colleague. Zongyi had no idea that the semi-forced, frenzied sex with Zhang Yaqing a few days ago had left an indelible mark on her inexperienced body.

After that day, Zhang Yaqing continued her busy work as usual, and when she saw Zongyi, she nonchalantly avoided mentioning that night, at most making some lighthearted advances when they were alone. Although filled with doubt, Zongyi didn't dare to ask further since her older sister didn't bring it up.

Zongyi kept telling herself that that night was just a momentary lapse in passion, constantly hypnotizing herself that nothing had happened. Yet every cell that had experienced same-sex sex clearly remembered every detail of that night. How that nimble, soft tongue, slightly scented with nail polish, invaded her cherry-like mouth, how it kissed every inch of her skin, how it transformed her once noble lady-like vulva into a wanton, dripping wet woman; the electric shock-like throbbing when nipples touched, the soft, pressing sensation of her breasts.

How that seemingly cold artificial penis, under Yaqing's skillful manipulation, led her to the peak of orgasm time and time again. This was a kind of sex different from male-female love; it was sometimes gentle and delicate, sometimes rough and wild, full of fresh surprises, yet mixed with immoral pleasure.

Zongyi wanted to forget it all, but her body, having enjoyed the ultimate pleasure, eagerly anticipated the next same-sex feast.

Watching Duyun's full, beautiful breasts rise and fall rhythmically, Zongyi's rationality faced another severe challenge.

"If it's just a light caress, Duyun-jie probably won't know, right?"

Desire clearly won out in this struggle.

"Just like before, as long as I'm careful, Duyun won't wake up."

Just as Zongyi's thought shifted from a question to a statement, her hand landed on Duyun's ample breasts, which she couldn't fully grasp.

"Ah! So soft, completely different from mine."

Zongyi gently caressed Duyun's chest with one hand, while her other hand slowly kneaded her own breasts through her dress.

"I want it stronger."

Even with limited masturbation experience, Zongyi clearly felt the intense desire.

Zongyi pulled her dress down to her waist, unhooked her white lace bra with one hand, and directly caressed her full, slender breasts.

Zongyi closed her eyes, a satisfied smile on her lips, her hands continuing to roam over both of their chests. As if marveling at the wonders of creation, the two women's breasts felt so drastically different.

Zongyi had never touched another woman's breasts so closely before, not even her own. Like a Java sparrow newly freed from the shackles of morality, Zongyi curiously explored this unknown sea of desire. Zongyi meticulously

searched for every inch of the sensuality of her own breasts, then performed the same on Duyun's. Zongyi lightly traced the areolas with her fingernails, occasionally giving a gentle twist to the sensitive nipples, her fingers massaging the breasts with varying pressure, as if trying to memorize this tender sensation with her own hands.

"Oh..."

Duyun let out a long sigh. Having been controlled by lust, Zongyi couldn't bear to leave Duyun's body this time, pinching Duyun's nipples, which were already erect from excitement.

Zongyi opened her eyes, looking at Duyun's sleeping yet intoxicated expression. "Duyun-neechan must be very happy too!" The thought of making her best friend happy filled Zongyi with a strange excitement, which also lessened the guilt in her subconscious.

Duyun still didn't wake up, but with the rhythm of Zongyi's caresses, Duyun began to moan.

"Ah... um..." The low moans assaulted Zongyi's last line of rational defense.

A surge of desire welled up from within her body; her silky white panties were already soaked through, and Zongyi could even feel the sticky liquid slowly trickling down her inner thighs.

"Duyun-neechan must be wet too,"

Zongyi thought, unable to contain herself any longer. She finally moved her other hand to Duyun's inner thigh, caressing the delicate skin as she moved towards her groin. Zongyi carefully used her index finger to pry open Duyun's trendy pink panties, her middle finger gently sliding into the secret garden she had long dreamed of.

"Ah! It really is wet…"

Zongyi excitedly realized her deduction was correct.

When Zongyi's fingers touched the swollen clitoris, "Ah!" Duyun's body twitched as if electrocuted.

"Oh... Jianqun... Jianqun..." Duyun suddenly called out her husband's name.

"Duyun is dreaming about him."

Zongyi didn't dare linger on the flower bud for too long, worried that excessive stimulation would wake Duyun.

Her slender fingers wandered aimlessly in the garden.

"Jianqun..."

Duyun called out her husband's name again, her tone filled with pleading.

"What's wrong, Duyun?"

Zongyi looked at Duyun with heartache. Duyun's brows were deeply furrowed, showing a very distressed expression. Zongyi, who had little sexual experience, had no idea what she had done to Duyun. Even in her sleep, her sensitive private parts were tempted, and her mature body still faithfully made primal responses.

Zongyi's awkward caresses slowly aroused Duyun's sensuality, but just when Duyun was about to reach the peak, Zongyi would bring her back down to earth. A strong sense of emptiness filled Du Yun, who twisted her waist in frustration as if chasing Zong Yi's mischievous fingers.

Zong Yi recalled the large penis she had with Zhang Yaqing that night.

"Sister Du Yun..."

Zong Yi mustered her courage and parted the engorged petals, her already wet middle finger easily sliding into the long-awaited honey hole.

"Oh..."

Du Yun let out a long sigh, as if letting out a sigh of relief. Zong Yi didn't dare to be too rough, only using two knuckles to slowly thrust in and out of her vagina.

"Hmm... ah... Jianqun... ah..."

Du Yun's soft moans seemed to encourage Zong Yi to go further.

"It doesn't seem enough..."

Zongyi, who only wanted to give his beloved Duyun even greater satisfaction, inserted his index finger into her warm little hole.

As the speed of the thrusting increased, Duyun let out even more lewd moans, and the fingers that kept teasing the flesh walls drew out a lot of nectar. The squelching sounds of the water and Duyun's sweet moans combined to create a lewd symphony.

Although married, Du Yun's vagina remained narrow and elastic, the smooth mucous membrane tightly enveloping her fingers. Her vagina contracted rhythmically, and Zong Yi felt herself melting. Completely different from her passive experience with Ya Qing, Zong Yi reveled in the superior feeling of being in control. Even without direct external stimulation, just hearing Du Yun's satisfied moans and feeling the warmth of her fingers inside her was enough to give her pleasure.

Completely indulging her rising lust, Zong Yi's mind gradually blurred, and she even felt herself reaching orgasm.

In a daze, Du Yun suddenly cried out, her right hand tightly gripping Zong Yi's hand, which was still inside her vagina. Her pubic bone rose high, and her vagina contracted strongly, a powerful suction seeming to pull Zong Yi's hand to the deepest part of her vagina.

"Jianqun... Jianqun... Don't leave me... Jianqun..."

Du Yun, somewhat caught in the frenzy of orgasm, cried out, her voice laced with a desperate plea for her husband to stay by her side. Zong Yi was stunned by this sudden turn of events, momentarily at a loss for what to do. The tightness of her vagina even caused her fingers a slight pain.

"There's nothing I can do about being looked down upon by Sister Du Yun."

Just as Zong Yi was about to wake Du Yun, a hand suddenly covered her mouth. Startled, Zong Yi turned around and exclaimed, "Sister Ya Qing!"

It turned out that Zhang Ya Qing had been trying to take advantage of Du Yun while taking her home. Bringing Zong Yi along was partly to utilize her volleyball skills, but also to try a threesome—a game even Zhang Ya Qing herself hadn't experienced.

Upon seeing Du Yun's voluptuous and beautiful body, Zhang Ya Qing excitedly tried to pounce on her and kiss her fair breasts. However, she hesitated, worried that her rough actions might scare Zong Yi away, and besides, simply going through the motions would be a waste of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Finally suppressing her burning desire, Ya-ching instructed Zong-yi to look after Du-yun and returned to her car to prepare some sex toys for later use.

Once in the car, Ya-ching grabbed a few vibrators and dildos, then suddenly had an idea. She also took out a Hi-8, which she had kept in the car to film breaking news, and rushed back inside.

As soon as she entered the living room, she faintly heard a woman's moans coming from the bedroom.

'Could it be…'

Ya-ching cautiously approached the bedroom, only to be stunned by what she saw. Zong-yi was gently caressing the sleeping Du-yun, who was moaning ecstatically.

Ya-ching had experienced such scenes before, and seen them on videotapes, but she had never witnessed them so clearly, especially since the performers before her were her daily colleagues—a gentle and virtuous married woman and a pure and lovely young girl!

Ya-ching felt a surge of heat within her, quickly removing her red suit and black trousers, revealing her specially chosen black sexy suspender stockings. Her already damp panties glistened alluringly with lustful fluids under the lights. The strange sight aroused intense sexual desire, and Ya-ching frantically masturbated while simultaneously filming this lewd scene.

Ya-ching had no intention of interfering in Zong-yi and Du-yun's game. Although her long-desired threesome had failed, the thrill of voyeurism gave Ya-ching an unprecedented experience.

Looking at Zongyi's still slightly childish face through the camera lens, Yaqing felt a strange sensation.

She intended to "train" Zongyi, but every time she saw her, she felt troubled, unsure of how to proceed. With Zongyi's height of 168 cm and agile movements, she should have been an excellent "top"; yet her delicate, girlish demeanor evoked a sense of tenderness. Having worked together for half a year, Yaqing, as her supervisor, knew that beneath Zongyi's gentle exterior lay a stubborn, unyielding spirit.

This contradiction was precisely why, after leading Zongyi through her first experience with a same-sex partner, Yaqing didn't actively provoke her further. Yaqing wanted to observe further, to see what kind of person Zongyi truly was beneath her beautiful exterior.

Every time Ya-ching masturbated in the middle of the night fantasizing about Zong-yi's snow-white body, she would think after climaxing, "This girl might really be a born queen, all women would have to submit to her..."

Watching Zong-yi's clumsy technique, she actually brought Du-yun to climax as well, and Ya-ching couldn't help but feel proud of her own judgment.

But no matter what Ya-ching thought, Zong-yi's experience was ultimately insufficient. In that moment of panic, Ya-ching knew that if she didn't show herself soon, Zong-yi might ruin things. Before Zong-yi could cry out, Ya-ching rushed out from behind the door and covered Zong-yi's mouth, avoiding an embarrassing situation.

"Sister Ya-ching!"

A muffled groan came from the covered mouth. Zhang Ya-ching gestured to Zong-yi to be quiet, carefully releasing Du-yun's hand with one hand, while the other hand gently caressed Du-yun's erogenous zones like a breeze.

Ya-ching's skillful techniques gradually soothed Du-yun's impending climax. Taking advantage of the reduced contractions in her vagina, Zong-yi slowly withdrew her fingers, pulling out a long, thin thread. Her fingers, glistening with nectar, were irresistible. Ya-ching couldn't resist leaning in to suckle. As her soft tongue licked her fingertips, Zong-yi felt a shiver run through her body. After a moment's hesitation, she finally turned her head to suckle Du-yun's nectar as well.

"Ah…this is Du-yun's taste."

Their tongues intertwined, sometimes entwining with each other's fingers, sometimes locked in a passionate kiss. They couldn't distinguish between nectar and each other's saliva; the only constant was the sweet sensation. Ya-ching and Zong-yi kissed each other passionately.

"Mmm…uh…"

Du-yun groaned in protest, twisting her waist. Although the climax had subsided, her body was still dissatisfied with the sudden interruption of pleasure.

"Don't forget your sister Ma,"

Ya-ching whispered with a laugh, gently biting Tsung-yi's ear. Like a teacher instructing a student, Ya-ching guided Tsung-yi's hands back to Du-yun's body, exploring every erogenous zone. Her already aroused body quickly rekindled its desire. Ya-ching let Tsung-yi caress Du-yun's beautiful breasts while she herself penetrated her still-wet honey pot.

"Ah...so beautiful...so incredibly beautiful..."

Du-yun let out a sweet cry as her entire body was simultaneously assaulted with sensuality.

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