Hunting office wives

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A year ago, I changed jobs and joined my current company. On my first day, I noticed a photo on the employee information wall in the
lobby The woman in the photo was in her thirties, wearing a standard business suit, and was very beautiful.
Her jet-black hair was styled in a bun, she had long, thin, dark eyebrows, bright, large eyes, and a smile that
seemed to be seducing you. I was immediately attracted; it was the most beautiful photo of all. The caption read
"Zhang Min." Just as I was lost in thought, the department manager came over. "New here, right?" I realized then,
"Yes, I'm new here." After a brief self-introduction, the manager took me to
the department's morning meeting. It was quite a coincidence that the beautiful woman in the photo was from our department; she
was even more beautiful in person than in the photo. What's even more coincidental is that the manager introduced me to this beautiful woman at the morning meeting. Since she was a top performer in the department, and
I was new and unfamiliar with the work, she was tasked with mentoring me. "This is Zhang Min, one of our department's top performers. Xiao Gao,
you'll be learning from Sister Zhang from now on." This decision made me incredibly happy; working with such a beautiful woman
was truly my blessing. To be honest, I'm already 33, and my previous work experience was already quite extensive, so I didn't need much
guidance. The moment I saw Sister Zhang's photo, I was captivated, and I felt an inexplicable urge to conquer
her . Now, fate had connected this beautiful woman with me, and I was even more convinced that this was destiny's
arrangement. This also led to the story of my first mature wife.

Sister Zhang is 38 years old and 165cm tall, a standard height, but she looks petite and delicate. Her face is much more refined than in photos.
(To be honest, she looks a bit like AV actress Rina Sakurai, but she's thinner at 102 pounds, and her eyes are different from Sakurai's—very lively
yet mature.) She got married and had a child at 22, so she looks very young, but she exudes a
unique beauty of a mature woman. At first, I didn't notice Sister Zhang's figure because she wore work clothes every day, but after a while, I
realized that Sister Zhang's figure was also very good (and later, my opinion was confirmed, you know what I mean). There were mostly women among us,
mostly around 40 years old, the oldest being 48. The youngest girls were only 20. One was 25 and the other was 28, but Sister Zhang was the
prettiest and most elegant. When I arrived at the company, it was winter (I'm from the north). The company didn't have a dedicated
changing room, so all these older women changed in the office (they were probably all married, so they
didn't shy away from changing into their work clothes; it was just a matter of taking off their work jackets and putting on their pants and down jackets). Even Sister Zhang, who
I considered elegant and beautiful, changed like that without any hesitation (after all, she's been married for many years and her daughter is 16).
That's how I got a chance to see Sister Zhang's figure under her suit. Sister Zhang had a large bust, which was noticeable even in her black
sweater , and her waist was very slim, even slimmer than our 28-year-old sister. Of course, the 28-year-old sister was quite chubby,
and her hips and buttocks weren't very big, but they were quite perky.

She was the undisputed beauty of the company, having worked there for 14 years. Many male clients came specifically for her
, and it was common to hear them making suggestive jokes, which she always handled with ease. The male
employees , telling dirty jokes or openly harassing her. One
driver, surnamed Gu, with a thuggish air and a hooligan-like manner, often teased her, saying things like, "Zhang Min, did you see the video I sent you yesterday
? Did you and your old man try out the positions in it?" He would then look at her with a lewd grin.

"Get lost!" Zhang Min would yell. This shameless guy continued, "I'll send you another one today,
even more exciting than yesterday's." "Send it!" Sister Zhang said nonchalantly.

"Wait, I'll send it to you." He actually sent it to Sister Zhang. "Zhang Min, look how exciting this is." Sister Zhang
didn't even look at it, stood up, turned around, and said, "I don't have time for you, I'm going to the restroom." After saying that, she turned and left. When Sister Zhang
came back, this guy surnamed Gu was even more enthusiastic and audacious. "What's wrong, Zhang Min? Couldn't hold back? You came back after touching me in the restroom
? Oh dear, look how anxious your Sister Zhang is." Sister Zhang glared at him fiercely and simply went to another office.
When this guy saw that Sister Zhang was angry, he quickly said to the people around him, "Can we send that? It's just a funny little video." Then
he laughed to himself. I felt contempt for you all, thinking, "You idiots are all talk and
no action, all you have is a mouth!" This only strengthened my resolve to win over the most beautiful woman in the office.

Relationships develop gradually, and as time passed, through observation and casual conversation, I
became intimately familiar with Sister Zhang. I understood her temperament perfectly, and soon we became
inseparable. I often chatted with her, making her giggle. Sister Zhang would always save me a portion of whatever the office distributed.
Sometimes, when I was too busy to go back to the cafeteria, she would pack some food for me and bring it back to the office.

I, in turn, would often find opportunities to buy snacks for the office, sharing with everyone and making sure to give Sister Zhang extra.
The company often has dinner parties, and Sister Zhang is always the first to notify me. Sometimes when I can't go, she'll ask,
"Why can't you go? It would be nice to get together and have some fun!" Knowing I really can't attend,
a hint of regret will appear on her face, but it's fleeting. My first relatively close encounter with Sister Zhang was after one of these dinner parties.
Everyone drank quite a bit that day, and the company staff, still wanting more, went to a karaoke bar. In the private room, everyone
became even more unrestrained, drinking case after case of beer, playing drinking games, dancing, and soon everyone was quite drunk. Sister Zhang,
having drunk a lot, started to ramble. She swayed drunkenly, crawling from one end of the sofa to my side, putting her
arms around my neck. Because it was so noisy in the room, she shouted in my ear, "Gao, Sister Zhang has high hopes for you. You're much better than them.
You're the best apprentice I've ever mentored… Today…" "Let's sing a duet," she said, swaying as she went
to the bar and ordered "Woman Flower." She pulled me to the middle of the private room and we started singing. I had drunk a lot that day, so fueled by the alcohol,
I hugged Sister Zhang's waist and sang along with her, straining my lungs out. We swayed together as we sang. To be honest, Sister Zhang
was a bit tone-deaf, and she was off-key for most of the songs. Plus, the people below kept egging us on, so it sounded like a ghost howling
. After that karaoke session, the way the older women in the company looked at Sister Zhang and me started to change. They would often
whisper and murmur behind our backs.

Sister Zhang loves playing mahjong and often goes to the homes of the older women at her workplace to play all night. I once asked her, "
You play mahjong all night long, does your husband allow it?" Sister Zhang replied dismissively, "I want to play mahjong,
and nobody in my family can stop me!" "Is your husband okay with that?" I pressed. "He only worries about
the women. What if there are men around?!" I smiled and didn't say anything. Not long after karaoke, Sister Zhang...
I spent the whole night playing mahjong on the sofa at Sister Zhao's (department head) house. When I got to the office in the morning, I told the group of older women,
"Last night's game was so boring, I had no energy. Sister Zhao's sofa wasn't comfortable either, my whole body
aches." At this point, Sister Wang (a 47-year-old woman) chimed in, "Yeah~ I could tell you weren't energetic yesterday. You were
completely out of it playing mahjong, that's not like you. Next time, bring Xiao Gao along, have him sit
next to I guarantee you'll be more energetic..." Sister Wang teased sarcastically. I quickly said, "Sister Wang, you must be joking
. I don't know how to play mahjong at all..." "You don't know how? Then learn... Let your Sister Zhang teach you. Your Sister Zhang is really good;
none of us can beat her." Before I could finish, Sister Wang immediately interrupted. Sister Zhang glared
at Sister Wang and said, "Old Wang, can't you be serious for once? You're so old, is this how you act as
an older sister ?" Sister Wang didn't answer, just chuckled mischievously.

"Don't listen to their nonsense, you're so clever," Sister Zhang gestured for me to leave, and I smiled and shook my head as I left. Not long after,
they played mahjong again. Taking advantage of what happened last time, Sister Wang said in front of Sister Zhang and me, "Gao, tonight Sister Zhang and the others
are coming to my house to play mahjong. Are you coming?" Before I could even speak, Sister Zhang interrupted, "Gao, go for it! What's the big deal?
There's food and drink, you don't have to worry about anything. Let the old man cook for us!" "I really don't know how to play
mahjong, it'll be pointless," I explained.

"Go ahead... let your Sister Zhang teach you, otherwise she won't be energetic~" Sister Wang pressed on, and Sister Zhang
immediately shoved my arm, "Go, Gao... I said I'd go today, no matter what!" It seemed Sister Zhang and Sister Wang were really going at it, so I had no choice but
to agree. When I arrived at Sister Wang's house that evening, I
found that her house was small, only about 40 square meters, as she didn't have any children. Her husband had already prepared dinner, and after dinner, a card game started. At first, I poured them some water and
chatted , but gradually my eyelids began to droop, and I fell asleep on the single sofa. I don't know how much time had passed, but someone
nudged me in my sleep, "Gao, Xiao Gao, wake up, don't sleep here." I opened my eyes and saw it was Sister Zhang. It was already past 3 a.m.
It turned out that Sister Zhang and Sister Zhao had made a makeshift bed on the floor in the small living room, and Sister Zhang was worried that I would be uncomfortable sleeping on the floor, so she wanted me to sleep on the floor too.

I shook my hand and whispered, "Go ahead, Sister, I'm fine." "I just wanted to annoy Old Wang, and I'm sorry to have made
you suffer," Sister Zhang said apologetically in a low voice. "It's okay, you go ahead, sister," Sister Zhang said without saying anything more.
The night passed uneventfully. After breakfast at Sister Wang's house, the four of us women and one man went straight to our workplace. I
slept and my back ached, and my neck was stiff. Sister Wang teased me all day, and I could only laugh it off.
But Sister Zhang's gaze towards me had changed slightly, and I felt our relationship was getting closer.

In July, our department sent Sister Zhang and me to a meeting in Foshan. I felt the time was right; those days happened to coincide with
Sister Zhang's birthday. On my first day in Foshan, I found a florist near the hotel and ordered a large bouquet of red
roses to be delivered to our hotel room at 8:30 pm on her birthday—a signal to begin our "action."
The meeting on her birthday lasted until 6 pm... It ended past 1:30, almost delaying my important event. Finally, the meeting ended, and I suppressed
my eagerness, went out, hailed a car, and rushed to the hotel. Sister Zhang was clearly distracted; I guessed her husband hadn't
called or texted her to wish her a happy birthday. Sitting in the car, she looked out at the street scene and said wistfully, "Gao, let's
just grab something to eat outside!" She seemed a little disappointed. At that moment, I seized the opportunity and said, "I'm not eating out today. I haven't
had a decent meal in days. Let's eat at the hotel!" Sister Zhang didn't even turn her head and said, "Eat at the hotel? That'll
cost a fortune, and it won't be reimbursed." (The older women at work often say that Sister Zhang is thrifty, and it's true. She
and her husband came from the countryside to our area at the age of 22, heavily pregnant, and they went from being penniless to now owning a 70-
square-meter apartment outright—it really wasn't easy.)

"It's on me today! No need for reimbursement," I said to Sister Zhang's reflection in the car window.

"You should save your money, this is a business trip, not a vacation." What a good woman, I thought to myself. "Just leave it at
that, sister. A meal won't bankrupt you, will it?" Seeing my attitude, Sister Zhang didn't say anything more.

When we arrived at the hotel, Sister Zhang got out of the car and headed for the elevator. "Sister, where are you going?" I quickly asked her.

"Go upstairs to change your clothes, take a shower, and then come back down for dinner." I grabbed Sister Zhang's fair and soft hand
and pulled her towards the restaurant. "Come on, let's eat first and then go back, I'm starving." Sister Zhang
was a little flustered by my sudden pull, and her face turned slightly red. "Okay, okay, don't pull me anymore, I'll go with you!"
she said , breaking free from my hand and rushing to my side as we walked towards the restaurant together.

Once we arrived at the restaurant, I found a seat towards the back (for easy flirting and getting handsy). The waiter
immediately came over.

"What would you two like?"

"Bring the menu, let's order." The waiter quickly brought out two menus. Sister Zhang took the menu and looked at it,
saying "Wow, the food here is too expensive. Let's go somewhere else." I looked up at her. "It's a four-star restaurant.
The price is normal. We've finally managed to come out, and I haven't had a proper meal in days. I should treat myself
. Don't overthink it, sister." Seeing how determined I was, Sister Zhang had no choice but to close the menu and let me make the decision myself.

Seeing this, I took the menu and sat down next to Sister Zhang, pretending to let her choose together. "Sister, let's choose together
,"

I said, deliberately sitting close to her, my thigh seemingly unintentionally pressed against her beautiful legs in flesh-colored stockings.
"How about Western food? Steak, and some wine?" I subconsciously nudged Sister Zhang lightly with my leg. "You
decide, but don't order anything too expensive..." Sister Zhang let me decide for myself.

"Okay, then I'll just order whatever." So I ordered two steaks, a borscht, grilled
oysters , garlic-fried prawns, and a salad platter. Just as I was about to order more, Sister Zhang grabbed my hand.
"Don't order too much, that's enough, we can't eat that much." I took the opportunity to grab Sister Zhang's hand and looked at her, saying, "Okay,
whatever you say." Sister Zhang quickly pulled her hand back. "Oh, right, we haven't ordered any drinks yet?" I
continued, pretending nothing had happened. "What would you like to drink, sis?" I looked at Sister Zhang with a questioning gaze.

"Don't order too much, that's enough...!" Sister Zhang almost pleaded, tugging at my sleeve. I completely
ignored Sister Zhang's pleas. "No red wine, please. It's too sour and I don't like it. Waiter, do you have any rosé
sparkling wine?" "Yes, sir. This one, priced at 568, is frequently ordered by our customers." I thought to myself, "I've really messed up this time!"

But you can't catch a wolf without risking your cub, so I gritted my teeth and said, "This one will do." After saying that, I handed the menu to the waiter
.

"Sir, would you like anything else?" the waiter asked. "No, no, no!" Before I
could even speak Sister Zhang had already answered, and I secretly chuckled to myself. After the waiter left, Sister Zhang
looked at me with a surprised and reproachful expression and asked, "Are you crazy? Ordering such expensive wine?" I stared at Sister Zhang beside me with a
mischievous smile and said, "What's wrong with being crazy once in a while? While I'm still young!" Seeing my attitude, Sister Zhang muttered helplessly,
"Nobody cares about you!" and turned her face away, avoiding my gaze. After

a while, the waiter started bringing the dishes. I patted Sister Zhang's back lightly twice, pretending to comfort her, and then sat down
opposite her again.

"Sir, the wine is ready." The waiter skillfully opened the bottle and poured it into two stemmed glasses.
The pink wine, bubbling with bubbles, danced in the glass, its color particularly beautiful, like
the blush that rose on Sister Zhang's face when she was shy. "You can go now, I can do it myself," I waved my hand, and the waiter left. I raised my glass;
Sister Zhang was still standing there, stunned. "Raise a glass, sis." Only then did Sister Zhang raise her glass. I leaned forward,
gazing into her beautiful eyes, and softly said, "Happy birthday, sis..." Sister Zhang was clearly startled by my
sudden words. Her eyes widened, her face flushed, and she stared at me, her hand frozen for a few seconds before reacting.
Then, feigning composure, she asked, "How...how did you know?" I didn't answer, just smiled and clinked my
glass against hers.

"Cheers..." I said, taking a sip myself.

"It tastes good~ much better than red wine." I gestured for Sister Zhang, who was still holding her glass in a daze, to also try some.
She finally snapped out of her reverie and took a small sip.

"How does it taste?" I asked, looking at Sister Zhang.

"Hmm, it's pretty good, much better than red wine," Sister Zhang said, avoiding my gaze.

"As long as it tastes good... but we can't waste such expensive wine... we have to finish it." I
deliberately raised my voice a little, thinking that the success of tonight's events depended entirely on this bottle of wine.

During the meal, I kept serving Sister Zhang food, especially oysters. "Sister, eat more oysters, they're very nutritious.
There's a saying here that oysters are 'a man's gas station and a woman's beauty salon.'" I observed her reaction to this statement
while .

"Gas station? Beauty salon? What does that mean?" Sister Zhang asked, puzzled.

"Oh~ A beauty salon is like a gas station, where women eat more for their skin..." "What does 'gas station' mean?"

Sister Zhang pressed. I stared at Sister Zhang with a mischievous grin and lowered my voice, pretending to be mysterious, and said, "A gas station is like a gas station, where
men eat more for their genitals..." "You think you know so much? You can't even shut your mouth when you're eating~" Sister Zhang rolled her eyes at me,
a hint of barely perceptible embarrassment on her face.

"Okay~ I won't talk, let's drink." I glanced sideways at Sister Zhang as she downed her drink in one gulp, thinking to myself, 'Tonight I
'll shut both your little mouths up!' The meal went smoothly. Whenever Sister Zhang's glass was empty
, I refilled it. Several times she said she couldn't drink anymore, but I told her not to waste such expensive wine, and she
continued . As the drinks flowed more freely, I started telling Sister Zhang some raunchy jokes. Perhaps because of the alcohol, Sister Zhang
wasn't as reserved as before. She listened to my nonsense, occasionally giggling, and sometimes scolding me,
"You're always talking nonsense, can't you be serious for once? I'm your sister!" "You just blurt things out," I chimed in,
emboldened by the alcohol. "I've never even considered you my sister. You're so pretty, you'd be perfect as my girlfriend." "Stop
being so glib," Sister Zhang retorted. "I'm almost 40, what's so pretty about me? My daughter's getting married in a few years."
"Don't you know, sister? Women your age are at their most charming," I said, staring at her. Sister Zhang
immediately raised her fist as if to hit me, glaring at me fiercely. We ate and chatted, and soon finished a bottle of
wine . I poured most of it for Sister Zhang, who was clearly drunk. I glanced at my watch; it was already
past eight o'clock, and we'd almost finished eating. So I said, "Sister, that's enough. Let's go back to the room." "Okay
... let's go," Sister Zhang said, getting up from her chair. Because she'd drunk quite a bit, she swayed as she stood up, and I
quickly supported her waist. "It's all your fault for ordering such expensive wine. How could you have drunk so much?" Sister Zhang said, leaning on
my arm and touching her forehead.

"Don't say anything more, let's go upstairs," I said, putting my arm around Sister Zhang's waist and helping her towards the elevator.

Holding Sister Zhang's arm, I could clearly feel her legs were getting weak. I took the opportunity to hug her
waist tightly; her waist was slender yet firm, and felt wonderful to the touch. At the guest room door, Sister Zhang opened her bag and rummaged for her key
card, saying to me, "Gao, you should go back now. You've had a long day, get some rest." I didn't say anything. Then she took out her
key card, but it slipped from her hand and fell to the ground. I quickly bent down and picked it up. "Let me help you in first,"

I said, opening the door and helping Sister Zhang into the guest room.

'How could I possibly leave? I'm going to sleep with you here tonight!' I thought to myself as I helped her to
the bed.

"Hey, turn on the air conditioning, it's so hot in the South!" The alcohol made Sister Zhang feel
hot and bothered. As soon as she entered the room, she urged me to turn on the air conditioning. She even unconsciously took off her coat and unbuttoned her white shirt.
Slightly drunk, she still maintained the restraint expected of a woman. I didn't turn on the air conditioning. In my opinion, the stuffy
environment and the effects of alcohol were the best aphrodisiacs. It was almost 8:30 when the flower delivery person knocked on the door,
signaling my action. This was truly the most tense moment. I don't know if it was the tension or the heat of the room, but my back started to
sweat . Sister Zhang was leaning against the headboard, looking at her phone. I guessed she was checking for
birthday wishes from her husband and daughter. I saw a hint of disappointment on her face, so I took the opportunity to walk
over and pretend to look at it with her. We were so close I could smell her alcohol-laden breath.

"What are you looking at? You seem so focused," I asked casually.

"N-nothing... Gao..." Before she could finish, the doorbell rang. The moment had come,
but this little rabbit was still oblivious. "Who is it?" Sister Zhang asked suspiciously, putting down her phone to open the door. At that moment, I
quickly grabbed her phone and switched it to vibrate! I didn't want my meticulously planned evening to be
interrupted by a call from her family. I casually placed the phone on the bedside table. Just then, I heard
a conversation coming from the doorway. "Who is it?" Sister Zhang asked. "Excuse me, is this Ms. Zhang Min? I'm from the florist. There's a bouquet of flowers for you here
that you need to sign for." I stood up and hid in the corner of the room to listen. Sister Zhang opened the door.

"Are you Ms. Zhang Min? Here are your flowers, please sign for them." "My flowers? Are you sure you're not mistaken? Who
sent these?" Ms. Zhang asked in surprise.

"Is this room 1107?"

"Yes."

"Your name is Zhang Min?"

"Yes."

"Then that's right, please sign here." "Who sent this?" "I don't know, we just
deliver." After signing, Sister Zhang stood at the door holding a large bouquet of bright red roses, watching the worker's back in surprise before closing
the door. Looking down, she saw a note tucked into the bouquet. She looked at the contents with curiosity: "My beauty,
it's been a long time. I've been thinking of you day and night, and finally this opportunity has arrived. Happy birthday! — Your beloved Gao."

Just then, I quietly walked up behind Sister Zhang, gently wrapped my arms around her waist, and pulled her into my
embrace. Sister Zhang's body trembled, and she leaned against me, her hands clutching the bouquet
of bright red roses in a flustered manner. I pressed my lips to Sister Zhang's ear, inhaling the fragrance of her hair and the faint scent of alcohol emanating from her body,
and whispered, "Happy birthday, Sister... Did you like the surprise I gave you?" Sister Zhang's
entire body stiffened at this point. "Actually, I was captivated by you the first day I came to the company," I
said breathing warm air onto her ear and neck. What women find most irresistible is being
hugged from behind and whispered sweet nothings in their ear, especially now with the effects of alcohol. "I've always been jealous of your husband
for having such a beautiful and elegant wife like you, and I've always wanted to make you my possession." At this moment, I noticed Sister Zhang
's chest heaving and her breathing quickening, her brows slightly furrowed, her eyes half-closed as if drifting between reality and illusion
. I extended my tongue and began to gently tease her ear and neck. "Everything I've done today
is to get you. I don't want your body to stay dry like this forever~" (Everyone at work knows that Sister Zhang's
husband injured his back a few years ago while working at a stone processing factory. He's not seriously injured, but he has a chronic condition. So Sister Zhang
often buys her husband tonics. Whenever she buys medicine, these old women at work tease her, "Zhang Min... are you giving your
old man tonics again... how old are you
, why are you still giving him tonics?" Then they laugh mischievously. Sister Zhang often scolds them half-jokingly, "Get out of here, you're all quite old and you're still talking about this useless stuff all day long.") As I said this, I forcefully thrust my already
swollen lower body against Sister Zhang's buttocks, which were encased in her trousers and skirt. At this moment, Sister Zhang's dazed eyes blinked
nervously for a moment, then opened slightly. I knew that her lack of strong resistance meant there was a chance. "Tonight I
'll make you mine, I'll fill you up with oil, I'll make you feel all hydrated," I said, kissing
Sister Zhang's neck incessantly while my hands caressed her waist. Sister Zhang's breathing became increasingly uneven, her body
stiffening as she let me do as I pleased. Slowly, the hand that was caressing her waist began to slide towards her chest.
Sister Zhang clearly felt it, and her body began to twist. I grabbed her breasts and began to knead
them forcefully. Sister Zhang first straightened her body, then tried to move my large hands away to free her
breast that I had captured. The flowers she was holding fell to the ground. "No...no~ High..." Sister Zhang
struggled weakly. At this moment, I attacked with both hands at the same time, firmly grabbing Sister Zhang's breasts, kneading
them while kissing her neck and ears. "Tonight, you are mine. I will make you mine and make you feel
good."

I said as I rubbed my genitals against Sister Zhang's buttocks. "No...don't do this," Sister Zhang cried
out as she tried to pull my hands away from my arms.

I used my arms to lift Sister Zhang into my arms. We looked at each other, and Sister Zhang pressed her hands against
my chest, looking at me with her terrified eyes. "Sister, after all this time, can't you see I
like you? Don't you feel anything for me? Don't you understand my good intentions tonight?"

I stared at her slightly flushed face, burning with desire.

"But..." Sister Zhang was about to say something when my lips pressed against hers. At first,
her eyes were wide open, then slowly closed, accepting my kiss, but her hands remained stiff and awkward
at her sides. Sister Zhang's lips were soft. I gently pried open her teeth with my tongue and slipped
it into her mouth. A faint fragrance mixed with the taste of alcohol filled my mouth—this was
the taste of the woman I had longed for. As I kissed her, my hands began to caress Zhang Jie's back, one hand
gently tracing her spine to her neck, and then loosening her hair, revealing her long, black hair
. I ran my fingers through her hair, guiding it to my own
, and
slowly swirled my tongue in her mouth, sucking on it. Zhang Jie began to unconsciously reciprocate my kisses, her hands gently resting on my shoulders, our saliva mingling in each other's mouths.

Under the passionate kiss, Zhang Jie's heart was filled with desire, her breathing becoming heavier, and the air in the room growing increasingly
hot . When I pulled away from her lips, Zhang Jie's eyes were somewhat glazed, her chest rising and falling as she gazed at me.

I saw beads of sweat on her neck (that's one of the benefits of not having the air conditioning on), and I kissed her.
Sister Zhang also held my head in her arms, making a few soft murmurs. I held Sister Zhang's soft
body and moved towards the bed, gently laying her down on it. As I kissed her neck,
I kneaded . "Ah~" came a moan from Sister Zhang. My lips
moved down her neck towards her breasts, pressing my mouth against them through her clothes, breathing into her bra
. This gave her the warmth of my breath and an intangible, ticklish sensation. I knew that to
"succeed" with a woman this age, I couldn't be as simple and brutal as I was with a little girl. I had to whet her
appetite and slowly guide and train her to completely win her over. Otherwise, it would only be a one-night stand, never
a lasting relationship. This tactic worked. Sister Zhang started hugging my head, pressing it against her soft breasts, her
upper body swaying and rubbing against me.

I tried to unbutton Zhang Jie's shirt at the chest, but after only two buttons, she grabbed my hand.
"No! That's enough...no more!" I knew this was just her moral defense, and I had
to break down that defense. So I sat up straight and took off my own shirt. Zhang Jie
looked at me nervously with her arms crossed over her chest. I grabbed her arms and forcefully spread them apart, my large hands on her shirt...
With a forceful rip, the shirt buttons snapped open, revealing a flesh-colored bra. Pushing the bra up,
two snow-white breasts immediately sprang to my attention. Because she had given birth, Zhang's breasts were full, probably a
C cup. Several bluish veins led to the brown areolas, which were quite large, supporting
pale brown nipples—the size of pacifiers from breastfeeding. I grabbed one of her soft breasts,
lowered my head, and began to suckle the trembling nipple. With my other hand, I grasped the other breast
and kneaded it . Zhang's breasts, having breastfed, were soft, unlike the firmness of a young girl's. By this time, she had lost her
basic ability to resist. Under my sucking, she began to moan softly like a patient, "Ah...

ah..." Her hands involuntarily grabbed my hair and stroked it. I kept changing the way I stimulated
her breasts, sometimes gently biting her nipples, sometimes flicking her areolas with my tongue, sometimes squeezing her nipples hard with my fingertips,
and sometimes sucking hard as if I wanted to swallow her breasts whole. When I sucked, I
deliberately made a lot of noise, smacking her lips. Sister Zhang's breasts were very sensitive, and her nipples hardened and stood erect after a few strokes.
Her legs were also tightly clamped together, and she began to twist her waist gently. Her body
began to sweat due to the intense stimulation, and soon both breasts were covered with my saliva. My tongue
traveled , licking the slightly salty sweat that smelled of female hormones on her body. Her lower abdomen
was a little chubby, and the stretch marks from her pregnancy and childbirth had faded with time but were still
visible . I kept circling her small navel with my tongue and breathing on it. I slowly
pushed her skirt up to her waist with both hands, revealing her lower body covered by flesh-colored stockings and white cotton boxer shorts. She
was indeed dressed like a respectable woman.

I grabbed her not-so-wide but firm and full buttocks with both hands and kneaded them hard. My mouth pressed against her mons pubis,
squeezing and rubbing lightly and heavily. Zhang Jie's legs clamped even tighter, trying to protect her lower garden as a last
resort . I forcefully spread her tightly closed knees and plunged my head between her legs. "No..." Zhang Jie
pushed my head away, her legs clamping tightly together, making it hard for me to breathe. Now, only a thin layer of stockings and panties covered her vulva and me. Her
panties were already soaked with her vaginal fluid, showing water stains. "Sister,
you're already so wet! And you still say no?" I teased Sister Zhang shamelessly, grabbing her buttocks with both hands
and lifting her up, bringing her vulva to my mouth. "Ah..." Sister Zhang cried out in surprise as my lips, through her
thin panties, began their assault on her already overflowing garden. "Ah...ah..." Sister Zhang
groaned her breathing becoming heavier, her legs, which had been clamped around my head, loosened somewhat, and her hands
began to rub against my head. Soon, her panties were soaked with my saliva and her honeyed juices. My hands were already gripping the edges of Sister Zhang's
stockings and panties. I lifted my head and pulled hard, the stockings and panties were pulled down
to her lower body in an instant. "Ah..." Sister Zhang cried out in surprise, her hands instinctively covering her genitals. I took advantage of the situation and
pulled the stockings and panties off and threw them aside. At this moment, Sister Zhang stared at me with terrified eyes, her hands covering her vulva,
at a loss what to do. I stared at her with a lewd smile, forcefully spreading her knees apart. "What are you afraid of, sister
? It's not like you've never let a man see before." As I said this, I pried open her hands that were covering her vulva, and slowly moved my face toward her
wide-open lower body. Sister Zhang's pubic hair was dark and not thick, but soft and smooth, covering her high pubic bone. Because of
excitement, her clitoris was erect, a long, thin strand nestled between her labia majora, its pink color particularly noticeable. Two
light brown labia majora enveloped two dark brown labia minora, the exposed labia minora glistening with vaginal fluid
, and the barely visible vaginal opening oozed with precum. "So beautiful..." I murmured to myself,
captivated by , my face close to her vulva. But I told myself I couldn't rush it, I had to
take it slow! This mature woman needed to be brought to her utter arousal, until she couldn't control herself and willingly offered me
everything. I brought my nose close to Sister Zhang's genitals and took a deep breath. Because I hadn't showered since I got back,
and the room was humid and hot, a unique smell—a mixture of residual urine and the fishy odor of a woman's vaginal fluids—permeated
my senses, causing my blood to surge and my penis to swell even more intensely,
feeling like it was about to burst through my pants. I breathed this smell back onto Sister Zhang's genitals as warm breath from my chest. Her vulva suddenly contracted, her
entire lower body trembled, and a glistening stream flowed through her vagina and out of her labia. I extended the tip of my tongue and
gently licked this slightly fishy and salty droplet, then lightly swept it across Sister Zhang's vulva. "Ah..."

With a slightly excited moan from Sister Zhang, another gush of clear fluid gushed out.

"No...don't do this~" Sister Zhang cried out. "Of course, of course I won't lick your genitals because I'm
not familiar with 'her' yet, how could I lick them? Let your juices flow freely until they dry up, and I'll
fill the emptiness in your lower body with my penis." Then I lightly touched Sister Zhang's already erect
clitoris with my tongue, exhaling hot breath from my mouth. After teasing her like this several times, Sister Zhang's genitals were
overflowing with fluid, and her lower body began to press against my mouth. "Baby, are you getting impatient now?" "No, it's not
time yet. I still need to teach you a lesson." I thought to myself as my tongue
lightly swept across Zhang Jie's clitoris, labia, and perineum, leaving traces like a snail crawling. I sucked hard on Zhang Jie's groin
and tugged at her smooth pubic hair with my lips, but I didn't get any closer to her vulva. Whenever I kissed around her labia, I would immediately use
my tongue instead of my lips to lightly glide over them. Zhang Jie always tried to meet my lips with her lower garden, but
she always failed. Her moans grew louder and louder, filled with infinite desire and helplessness, to the point that she couldn't help but
bite her fingers in her mouth to suppress the unbearable itching in her lower body. Soon, Zhang Jie's vulva was
covered sticky, clear vaginal fluid, which dripped down her perineum onto the sheets, soaking out a pool of water. Just as Sister Zhang was
lost in passion unable to stop, I suddenly sat up. Sister Zhang looked at me with slightly closed phoenix eyes, puzzled, then suddenly
understood. Yes! It was time to unleash the beast between my legs. It had been holding back for too long; it was time to let it
breathe. It was time to let this beauty on the bed witness my "weapon." I slowly unbuckled
my belt, like a slow-motion rewind, wanting this woman to see my penis displayed in its ferocious state before her,
to let her heart succumb to torment. At this moment, the entire room was deathly silent, so much so that the sound of me unzipping the belt was barely audible.
I could hear it clearly; that sound would be etched into her mind, perhaps the beginning of a nightmare, perhaps
the arrival of a beautiful dream. With the sound of my outer pants hitting the ground, my monster, trapped in my white underwear, was now
almost . It held its head high, its erection rising and falling within the underwear as if trying to break free of its last restraints
to display its majesty before its prey, driving it trembling with madness. I grabbed the edge of my underwear, staring at
Sister Zhang on the bed. She was completely lost in the moment, her hands clenched into fists protecting her chest, her eyes fixed on my
genitals, utterly oblivious to my gaze. Suddenly, I pulled down my underwear, and my bulging penis
sprang out. Sister Zhang gasped like a startled deer, her hands clenching even
tighter around her chest. My penis throbbed with excitement; from being bound for so long, it was engorged with veins
, slightly purplish, the glans swollen and red, glistening with precum, like a thirsty
monster panting and drooling.

I proudly straightened my back, my penis standing even more erect. "Big?" I
asked Sister Zhang lewdly. Only then did Sister Zhang snap out of her daze, closing her eyes tightly and turning her head to one side, resigned to her fate.

'Now is not the time for you to be afraid. In a moment, I'll make sure you're left with no one to turn to for help.
Only you can save yourself.' Thinking of this, I pounced on Sister Zhang, biting her earlobe and sucking on it
incessantly . With one hand, I gripped my burning-hot penis and rubbed it between her vaginal opening and clitoris. "
Want it, you slut?" I lewdly stimulated Sister Zhang's already throbbing nerve with my words. "Tonight I'm going to fuck you
hard . Can you feel it? Hot? Hard?" I whispered in her ear while my penis
teased her genitals. I could feel Sister Zhang's vagina was already a vast expanse of wetness, the constant flow of juices making my
glans wet and slippery. Every time I parted her labia with my glans, I could clearly hear the wet, squelching sound.

"Do you know what's pressing against your cunt?" I asked deliberately. Sister Zhang kept her eyes closed, panting,
her lips tightly pressed together, too ashamed to answer. 'I'll make you speak,' I thought lewdly.

'Say it, say it and I'll give it to you, say it and you'll be free. Say it, you slut,'
Sister Zhang, already burning with lust, forced out two weak words through her teeth, 'Cock...cock.' I continued to tease my prey, who was already on the verge of collapse,
with renewed excitement .

'Louder, I didn't hear you, say it again.' 'Cock~!' Sister Zhang said timidly.

'Louder, let me hear you,' I said fiercely, becoming even more aggressive.

"Cock..." Sister Zhang screamed almost hysterically, "Stop torturing me~ Good!" Sister Zhang
pleaded , "Hurry up and put it in, stop torturing Sister Zhang..." This was what I wanted, and my hand holding my cock
slid even faster!

"Where to put it? What to put it in? Tell me quickly," I gently bit Sister Zhang's earlobe, "Put your cock
in my pussy...fuck me~" Sister Zhang's voice was already off-key, like a thirsty female beast.

"But I don't know where your cunt is, Sister, please help me...put my cock in yourself...

" I said wickedly.

"Good~ Please hurry up and put it in and fuck me..." Sister Zhang had completely
fallen .

"No...you have to do this yourself~, you know best where your cunt is~" At this moment, Sister Zhang
finally opened her dazed eyes, looking at me with a desperate gaze. 'This is useless, I will definitely make you
put my cock inside your body yourself.' I stared unmoved at her flushed face covered with beads of sweat. She
understood everything from my eyes, slowly turning her face towards the bedside table and stretching out her arm. Oh...it turned out she was going to
get the condoms provided by the hotel. When she brought the three-pack of Durex to me, I pressed her hand
on the bed, staring firmly into her desperate eyes, gently shaking my head, while my hand holding my cock
slid faster. Even the condom, her last straw of moral defense, was useless. Zhang Jie
was utterly desperate. With her chest heaving, she frowned, closed her eyes, and turned her face to
one side . One hand, as if resigned, slowly slid towards the point where our bodies were about to be joined.

When her hand touched my large hand tightly gripping my penis, she flinched slightly, then slowly moved up to it again.
I released my hand, placing my swollen, burning penis into hers. The moment she touched it, Zhang Jie
's hand trembled. She had just received a hard, thick male genital from the "devil," a
hot organ that was about to change the course of her fate. At first, she hesitated slightly, but tormented by her boiling desire
, she finally gripped my hand tightly. Her hands were so small and soft; despite the heat of the room
, they were cool, her palms sweaty, a stark contrast to my burning genitals.

"Isn't it hard to insert like this?" I braced myself on the bed with one hand and grabbed Zhang Jie's wrist, which was tightly holding the Durex condom, with the other. "
It'll be easier to insert if you spread your legs a little wider…!" Zhang Jie shyly spread her legs slightly apart like a young girl. "Open it
wider...show your whole cunt!" I yelled at her harshly. Helplessly, Sister Zhang slowly spread her legs wide
, her genitals completely exposed to my penis. Her labia were parted to the sides, revealing her pink,
pulsating vaginal opening. "Hands~! Hold my penis tighter...I don't need to teach you, you cunt~
open your eyes and stick it in yourself~!" Although Sister Zhang obediently gripped my penis, she didn't dare to look. I straightened my back, and only then did Sister Zhang turn her face, opening her eyes with a bitter expression as she looked at her hand tightly gripping my penis between her
wide-open legs.
"Find the right spot? Is it here?" I stared intently at Sister Zhang beneath me.
"Mmm~" Sister Zhang slowly nodded, biting her lip.

I nodded in satisfaction. "Go ahead, grab my cock and shove it into your cunt!" I commanded. Sister Zhang
hesitated for a moment, then desperately pulled my cock in. I thrust my hips forward, and
with a "slurp," my entire cock slid into Sister Zhang's vagina.

"Ah..." Sister Zhang screamed, as if her endless hunger had been released, or as if her pent-up
humiliation had found an outlet. Her empty lower body, after enduring torture and humiliation, was finally filled by the long-desired male
genitalia. But this penis, which she couldn't resist, wasn't her husband's;
she inserted it into her own vagina. In an instant, the guilt of betraying her husband mingled with the pleasure of her being filled, making her...
Her whole body was tense, her neck was stretched straight, her chin was raised high, her toes were digging into the sheets, her waist was straightened,
her legs were trembling slightly, and her hands were tightly clenched together, clutching the Durex condom. Although she knew it was too late,
Sister Zhang still held onto the condom tightly, like a drowning person clutching a straw, her inner comfort
unable to stop her body from sinking. Soon, the guilt in her heart would be completely washed away by the excruciating pleasure.

Finally, I could slowly savor the mature woman's feast I had longed for. I leaned down and kissed Sister Zhang's
neck, which was covered in fine beads of sweat. I could feel her pulse pounding fiercely. A forbidden and long-lost pleasure filled
her entire body, and the alcohol made her body hot and slightly flushed. My penis was
enveloped by Sister Zhang's wet and overflowing vagina. Her vagina didn't have the tightness of a young girl's, but it wasn't as
loose as a slut's either. This must be the feeling of a woman who has given birth, able to hold a man's penis just right. I
didn't rush to thrust my penis. While enjoying the warmth of her mature vagina enveloping me, I
whispered in Zhang Jie's ear, "Not itchy anymore, darling?" "Whose penis is bigger, mine or your husband's?" Zhang
Jie just kept her eyes closed, panting. I thrust forward forcefully, hitting a protrusion inside, and
Zhang Jie's body immediately trembled.

"Tell me," I said, thrusting again.

"Ah...you...your," Zhang Jie answered tremulously.

This wasn't the answer I wanted.

"My what?" I pressed another blow.

"You~ your penis is bigger than my husband's~" Zhang Jie answered in a voice that was already off-key.

I triumphantly took one of Zhang Jie's nipples into my mouth and began to suckle noisily, slowly twisting my hips
to make my penis swirl inside her wet, hot vagina. With each lewd sucking sound, I stirred up more and
more of her vaginal fluids, my testicles slowly becoming wet with her juices, rubbing incessantly against her slippery labia. At this point,
Zhang Jie was beyond enduring my torment; she hooked her legs tightly around my buttocks, pressing me forcefully between her legs
, her hips thrusting upwards, rubbing against our joined genitals. "Xiao Gao..." Sister Zhang's
voice trembled as she spoke, "Please... move quickly, Sister Zhang can't take it anymore~" Seeing her hungry and unbearable
appearance, I teased her triumphantly, "Little slut, I'm already moving, what else do you want me to move?" Sister Zhang,
in a daze of passion, wrapped one arm around my neck and kissed my cheeks haphazardly like a chicken pecking at rice,
pleading in my ear with a hungry, beast-like voice, "Gao~ hurry... hurry and fuck your Sister Zhang with your cock, I can't take it anymore... give it to me...!" The guilt in her heart had been completely washed away by the bone-deep pleasure, and she sought to have sex with me like
a beast in heat . This is the state I want. I thought to myself, and with a "whoosh," I pulled my penis out. The sudden emptiness in her lower body made Sister Zhang unbearably itchy. She kept thrusting her wet vulva, searching for my suddenly disappeared penis. I, however, pretended not to be able to find it and randomly thrust my hot penis into her vulva. Sister Zhang impatiently reached down and grabbed my thrashing penis, forcefully shoving it into her vaginal opening, as if trying to stuff my entire body inside. With that, my penis thrust in forcefully, pressing against that tender flesh. "Ah…" Sister Zhang cried out in my ear. "You bad boy, stop torturing your sister , hurry up and fuck me..." The moment was right, I whispered smugly in Sister Zhang's ear, "You little slut, you 're who asked me to fuck you~" As I spoke, I slowly began to thrust my hot cock in and out. At first, I slowly pulled it out, then slowly thrust it back in, each thrust hitting Sister Zhang's clitoris. With each thrust, Sister Zhang would shudder, her hands involuntarily tightening around my neck. "Ah~ ah... ah," Sister Zhang groaned with relief. After repeating this more than ten times, the sounds of her vaginal fluids could be heard loudly from where we were having sex. Then I changed tactics, pulling my penis out, leaving only the glans inside her vagina, rhythmically rubbing it against her sensitive vaginal opening, softly counting "1~2~3~..." in her ear. When I counted to 5, suddenly my hips sank, and my penis plunged all the way in . "Ah..." Sister Zhang screamed, arching her body. As soon as her body relaxed, I pulled the glans back into her vaginal opening, "1~2~3!" This time I didn't count to 5; as soon as she said 3, my penis went back in. "Ah...I can't take it anymore~" Sister Zhang arched her body, clinging tightly to me. I kept counting in Sister Zhang's ear, not knowing which number would bring the sudden, electric shock of my penis thrusting back in. Her body remained tense, helplessly awaiting the onslaught of this irresistible cock. "Ah… ah… oh~" Sister Zhang's sickly moans echoed in the stuffy room. "Little brother… you're so good at this ! You're going to fuck Sister Zhang to death…!" As soon as she finished speaking, I thrust all the way in again. "Oh…" Sister Zhang cried out, clinging to me tightly. With my alternating deep and shallow thrusts, Sister Zhang's legs began to tremble, but still clung tightly to my waist. Her vagina began to contract, like a small hand grasping my penis, wet and hot. It was time to launch a fierce attack. I adjusted my position, grabbed a pillow, and propped Zhang Jie's waist up high. Then, I began to thrust my penis in and out forcefully and rapidly. Each time I penetrated, Zhang Jie actively arched her back to meet my thrusts. Her breasts bounced like two white rabbits with each stroke. "Oh...oh...oh," Zhang Jie would moan lasciviously with each deep thrust, her head swaying from side to side. Her wet labia opened and closed repeatedly with my rapid thrusts, gradually becoming swollen and glistening. "Ah...oh...I can't take it...it's too high...I can't take it anymore~" "Yellow fluids flowed continuously from their joined vaginas, moistening my penis, wetting my pubic hair, and dripping down my testicles onto the pillow, soaking it. My breathing grew heavier, beads of sweat dripping onto Sister Zhang's chest. The sounds of my testicles slapping against Sister Zhang's buttocks and the rhythmic thrusting of my penis into her vagina could be clearly heard in the room. Accompanied by Sister Zhang's beautiful moans, I felt my blood boiling; my penis grew harder, larger, and hot as iron. With each powerful thrust, Sister Zhang's moans grew louder, her vagina began to contract rapidly, and her body writhed like a dying snake. Sister Zhang's orgasm was coming!" I had to hold down Sister Zhang's waist to prevent my penis from slipping out of her vagina during rapid thrusting . I thrust faster and deeper. "Ah...ah...oh~ oh~ oh~ oh~" Sister Zhang cried out.

Her breath came in short, rapid gasps, and suddenly her body stiffened, her legs straightened, and her chin tilted back.
I felt her vagina suddenly tighten around my penis. "Ah..." With a sharp, wanton cry,
Sister Zhang's whole body trembled uncontrollably, her vagina began to contract violently, and her hands gripping the condom clenched
into fists. Sister Zhang had orgasmed! A seasoned woman, under my seduction and guidance, and with
a sense of betrayal of her marriage, had orgasmed under the ravages of a penis that wasn't her husband's. Just then, Sister Zhang's
phone vibrated. Lost in her climax, she was oblivious. I glanced at the caller ID, "Husband,"
and chuckled wickedly. "Now you remember your wife? She's my woman now. You'd never imagine
your wife personally inserting another man's penis into her cunt." Thinking of this, I became extremely excited.
I wanted to ejaculate every last drop of my pent-up semen into Sister Zhang's womb, only then would I truly possess her.
With the buzzing of the phone, Sister Zhang's vagina contracted violently and rhythmically. My penis swelled
and hardened . While thrusting rapidly, I breathed heavily in Sister Zhang's ear, who was immersed in orgasm, and said, "You slut

... I'm going to cum inside you." Although the voice was soft, it was like a bolt from the blue for Sister Zhang. "
No ~ High~" "But the weakness from the climax left her powerless to resist. Looking at Sister Zhang's helpless yet
flushed face, infected by the climax, I tensed all my muscles and frantically thrust my penis as if to pierce the woman beneath me.
A tingling pleasure began to surge from my testicles. I tried to hold my breath, accumulating waves of intense pleasure
onto my swollen glans, desperately making a final sprint. Suddenly, my glans went numb, and a thick stream of semen,
carrying intense pleasure, spurted from my urethra, crashing into
the vagina of this woman who was both familiar and unfamiliar beneath me, rushing into her uterus, and entering her body." "Ah...you're mine...you slut~" I
growled , using the last of my strength to thrust my hips forward, plunging my penis all the way in, the head pressing firmly against Sister Zhang
's clitoris. "Ah..." Accompanied by Sister Zhang's moans, I trembled and collapsed onto her. My eyes were slightly closed as I saw Sister Zhang
's hand, which had been tightly gripping the Durex condom, slowly loosen, the pink box now limp.
Yes, powerless to resist, one can only accept it. I believe a man's semen has a subtle effect; when your semen
is injected into a woman's body, you not only possess her body, but her heart should also belong
to you. Because she has already allowed your seed of life to be sown in her mysterious garden, this is
the greatest recognition she can give you for the hard work you have put into her body. She believes that only by accepting your hot semen
can repay you. This is your destiny! My penis is still
trembling and spitting out my long-accumulated seed of life in Sister Zhang's vagina. Sister Zhang's vagina is still contracting, as if it is constantly sucking up
the long-awaited nectar. She held my head tightly in her arms, gently stroking my hair, letting me lie on her
chest, breathing heavily. She herself was also gasping for breath like a terminally ill patient. Our bodies were
already soaked with sweat, and our lower bodies, still connected, were a wet mess.

The suffocating climax gradually subsided, the rapid breathing gradually calmed, and our intertwined, burning bodies
slowly cooled down. A wicked thought surged into my mind again, and my penis, still inside her vagina, suddenly twitched. Sister Zhang
felt the tremor of this monster and suspiciously turned my head to look at me with her sleepy, seductive eyes. The lewd glint in my eyes
instantly filled her with unease. She wondered
what wicked scheme the man on top of her was plotting. He had already taken her body, injected the "seed of life" into her
, wasn't that enough...? What else did he want...? she wondered.

Under her suspicious and uneasy gaze, I slowly lifted my upper body, and with a forceful thrust of my hips, "Ah..." accompanied by
Sister Zhang's lewd cry, I pulled my still hard, wet penis from Sister Zhang's still contracting
vagina. It trembled as if defying her. Sister Zhang stared at
me blankly, her eyes brimming with desire. I, meanwhile, eyed my prey, now in my grasp, while my gaze fell
upon her already disheveled vulva. The thick semen I had just ejaculated inside her was still
flowing from her throbbing vagina, dripping onto the pillow. What a lewd scene!
Your semen was flowing from the vagina of a mature woman. This vulva, which originally belonged only to her husband, had been usurped by me.
The nest that had once nurtured her husband's offspring was now filled with another man's seed. Perhaps these
seeds eagerly searching for eggs, and within days they would take root, sprout, and bear a different kind of fruit. Sister Zhang immediately
understood what I was looking at, and quickly closed her wide-open legs, clamping them tightly together. "What...don't
want my dew to go to waste?" I said mischievously. This really put Sister Zhang in a dilemma.

"Gao, you're so naughty~" Sister Zhang scolded with a hint of coquettishness, her face flushed and not daring to look at me.

"Then let me take a good look~" I grabbed Sister Zhang's knees. "Come on, beautiful, spread your legs and let me see
how much your little glutton has taken from me." Under my teasing, Sister Zhang shyly spread her legs, like
a young girl who had never experienced love before. Looking at the scene before me, my penis was already at its peak. I pounced on Sister Zhang on the bed,
quickly stripping her of her remaining clothes and pinning this woman, who had already submitted to my "lewd power," back
beneath me. At that moment, I saw the look of surprise and slight panic in Sister Zhang's eyes...

That night, Sister Zhang and I made love countless times, we were like two thirsty
animals. Like wild beasts, we mate wantonly. I cultivated Zhang Jie's garden with my burning genitals, repeatedly irrigating her vagina and uterus with
scalding semen. This alluring mature woman
responded to my efforts with her wanton moans and overflowing vaginal fluids. We conveyed our
love through the most primal and instinctive behavior of animals, nourishing each other's bodies and souls with our bodily fluids. Pubic hair was soaked and dried
again and , eventually sticking together. The sheets and pillows were covered with love fluids and semen stains. I only remember
falling asleep in our frenzied intercourse when sunlight pierced through the gaps in the curtains, causing us to miss the morning meeting.

As we stepped out of room 1107, which felt like an Eden, the air in the corridor felt exceptionally fresh,
a stark contrast to the humid, ambiguous air in the room behind us, thick with the pungent smell of arousal.
A night of passionate lovemaking had left Sister Zhang's face exceptionally rosy in the sunlight streaming through the hotel courtyard, while I...
My hands and feet were already weak, and I forced myself to stay awake with my still-fluttering heart.

When I arrived at the hotel lobby, I was starving and was about to head towards the restaurant when Sister Zhang grabbed me. "Where are you
going?" "To eat... I was so hungry last night because of all my homework..." I teased her with a laugh
. Sister Zhang blushed and pretended to be angry as she looked at me. "All you ever think about is food... First, come with me and see if
there ." I immediately understood but still looked confused and asked, "Why do we need a pharmacy?" Sister Zhang got impatient and punched
me hard. "What bad things did you do last night? Have you forgotten?" "Oh... I remember," I said with a mischievous smile.
"But we did it together." "You bad boy, you got the benefit and you're still acting innocent..." Sister Zhang
punched me hard again, then turned around angrily to leave. I quickly pulled her into my arms.
"Don't be angry, baby, I was just teasing you~ I'll take you." "Be careful... don't let anyone see us," Sister Zhang looked around,
trying to break free from me. "What are you afraid of? Nobody knows us here in Foshan," Sister Zhang finally gave up struggling, and
I boldly put my arm around her waist and walked out of the hotel.

The pharmacy was easy to find; there was one not far away. "Hello, what kind of medicine do you need?" the clerk
greeted . Sister Zhang looked at me and, noticing I hadn't moved, went to the counter and asked, "Do you have emergency contraception?"

The clerk glanced at me standing behind her, smiled, and said, "Yes, I'll get it for you." She turned to get
the medicine , and at that moment, Sister Zhang turned around, blushing, and glared at me. I put on an innocent expression. "Here are your medications.
You can choose from three types," Sister Zhang said, turning to select her medication. I, however, went to the condom counter and started looking at them. "
Salesperson , how much is this one?" I asked, pointing to a pair of erotic condoms. "Please wait a moment,"
the salesperson said, having helped Sister Zhang choose her medication. She came back to me, and Sister Zhang followed. "Sir, this one is erotic, 40 yuan for a pack of two."
Sister Zhang's face immediately turned red, and she pinched me hard. "Ouch!" I cried out. "Okay, okay, if you don't
want the erotic ones, just give me this Durex Tight 12-pack." I deliberately misinterpreted Sister Zhang's meaning.
The salesperson smiled and took out the condoms. By this time, Sister Zhang's face was red all the way to her neck, but she
couldn't do anything about it. She turned and stormed out, and I quickly paid the bill, grabbed the box of condoms, and chased after her.

Back at the hotel, Sister Zhang sat across from me at the table, her face stern, and said, "Why are you so mean? Why did you buy so much
of that stuff ?" I sat down next to her with a straight face and put my arm around her shoulder. "We still have
two days before we go back, right? Do you want to do what we did last night?" Sister Zhang's face turned red again. "You're so naughty
," she scolded playfully, then muttered under her breath, "But we don't need that much." I pulled her shoulder
tighter, raised my chin, and said mischievously, "I'm afraid it won't be enough." Sister Zhang retorted, not to be outdone, "Be careful you don't work yourself to death,
you little bastard. Let's see how you explain it to your wife when you get back." I thought to myself, I've already made your husband
a cuckold "Hehe, whether I can explain it to my wife when I get back depends on whether you can drain me dry," I
said smugly. "You rascal~ Don't be so playful, you've already used up all your energy," Sister Zhang said, stroking my face and looking at me with maternal
eyes "I've already given you my body, you don't need to be in such a hurry." Hearing this, my already exhausted
penis immediately hardened. I really wanted to strip her naked right there and have a good time. I grabbed Sister Zhang's small hand
and pressed it against my already erect crotch. Sister Zhang was startled by my sudden action. "Are you crazy? Someone will
see us !" She immediately pulled her hand back and punched me hard, not daring to look at me. "If you're worried about me ruining my health, then
buy me some medicine to replenish it. After I'm done, it's all yours anyway..." I continued to tease her. Just then, Sister Zhang's
phone vibrated in her pocket. Puzzled, she took it out;
the screen read 'Husband.' "Hello..." Sister Zhang answered, and a man's voice came through the receiver. "Wife, why didn't you answer the phone last night? I called you
several times." "Oh... I was too tired yesterday and went to bed early. I put the phone on vibrate and didn't hear you." Sister Zhang
glared at me fiercely; she must have guessed that I had put the phone on vibrate. Her husband
was still but I couldn't hear what he was saying. I only heard Sister Zhang say, "He's in a meeting. He'll be home in a couple of days. Don't call anymore
~ Don't worry about him." Then she hung up. Sister Zhang, holding the phone, looked at me and was about to speak when I called out to the waiter
, "Waiter, a glass of warm water, please." Then I whispered to Sister Zhang, "Take your medicine first, then we'll eat." Sister

Zhang swallowed her words. The water came, and Sister Zhang peeled off two small white pills and placed
them The pills looked exceptionally white in her palm, almost blindingly so. Sister Zhang stared at the pills for a few seconds, then interrupted her, "Eat them..." She closed her eyes, raised her hand, and swallowed the pills. After our "breakfast," we hurriedly went to our meeting. For the next two days, besides work and meals, we explored each other's bodies, squandered our bodily fluids, and made love tirelessly. When I left, I kept . Our brief and wonderful "honeymoon" has ended, and we're back in the familiar city, back with familiar people. But the story continues, just in a different way… A year ago, I changed jobs and joined my current company. On my first day, I noticed a photo on the employee information wall in the company lobby The woman in the photo was in her thirties, wearing a standard business suit, and was very beautiful . Her jet-black hair was styled in a bun, she had two slender, dark eyebrows, bright, large eyes, and a smile that seemed be seducing you. I was immediately attracted to her; it was the most beautiful photo of all. The caption read : Zhang Min. Just as I was lost in thought, the department manager came over. "New here, right?" It was then that I realized, "Yes, I'm new here." After a brief self-introduction, the manager took me to the department's morning meeting. It was such a coincidence that the beautiful woman in the photo was from our department; she was even prettier in person than in the photo . Even more coincidentally, the manager introduced me to this beauty at the meeting. Because she was a top performer in the department, and I was new and unfamiliar with the business, she was there to mentor me. "This is Zhang Min, our department's top performer. Xiao Gao, you'll be learning from Sister Zhang from now on." This decision made me very happy; it was truly . To be honest, I'm already 33, and I have a wealth of work experience, so I don't need much guidance. The moment I saw Sister Zhang's photo, I was captivated. I felt an inexplicable urge to conquer this woman . Now, fate has linked this beautiful woman with me again, and I'm even more convinced that this is destiny.

The arrangement also led to my first story with a mature married woman.

Sister Zhang is 38 years old and 165cm tall, a standard height, but she looks petite and delicate. Her face is much more refined than in photos.
(To be honest, she looks a bit like AV actress Rina Sakurai, but thinner at 102 pounds, and her eyes are different from Sakurai's—very lively
yet mature.) She got married and had a child at 22, so she looks very young, but she exudes a
unique beauty of a mature woman. At first, I didn't notice Sister Zhang's figure because she wore work clothes every day. After a while, I
realized that Sister Zhang's figure was also very good (and later, my opinion was confirmed, you know what I mean). There were many women among us,
mostly around 40 years old, the oldest being 48. The youngest girls were only 2... One was 25 and the other was 28, but Sister Zhang was the
prettiest and most elegant. When I arrived at the company, it was winter (I'm from the north). The company didn't have a dedicated
changing room, so all these older women changed in the office (they were probably all married, so they
didn't shy away from changing into their work clothes; it was just a matter of taking off their work jackets and putting on their pants and down jackets). Even Sister Zhang, who
I considered elegant and beautiful, changed like that without any hesitation (after all, she's been married for many years and her daughter is 16).
That's how I got a chance to see Sister Zhang's figure under her suit. Sister Zhang had a large bust, which was noticeable even in her black
sweater , and her waist was very slim, even slimmer than our 28-year-old sister. Of course, the 28-year-old sister was quite chubby,
and her hips and buttocks weren't very big, but they were quite perky.

She was the undisputed beauty of the company, having worked there for 14 years. Many male clients came specifically for her
, and it was common to hear them making suggestive jokes, which she always handled with ease.
The male employees also frequently flirted with her, telling dirty jokes or openly harassing her. One
driver, surnamed Gu, with a thuggish air and a hooligan-like manner, often teased her, saying things like, "Zhang Min, did you see the video I sent you yesterday
? Did you and your old man try out the positions in it?" He would then look at her with a lewd grin.

"Get lost!" Zhang Min would yell. This shameless guy continued, "I'll send you another one today,
even more exciting than yesterday's." "Send it!" Sister Zhang said nonchalantly.

"Wait, I'll send it to you." He actually sent it to Sister Zhang. "Zhang Min, look how exciting this is." Sister Zhang
didn't even look at it, stood up, turned around, and said, "I don't have time for you, I'm going to the restroom." After saying that, she turned and left. When Sister Zhang
came back, this guy surnamed Gu was even more enthusiastic and audacious. "What's wrong, Zhang Min? Couldn't hold back? You came back after touching me in the restroom
? Oh dear, look how anxious your Sister Zhang is." Sister Zhang glared at him fiercely and simply went to another office.
When this guy saw that Sister Zhang was angry, he quickly said to the people around him, "Can we send that? It's just a funny little video." Then
he laughed to himself. I felt contempt for you all, thinking, "You idiots are all talk and
no action, all you have is a mouth!" This only strengthened my resolve to win over the most beautiful woman in the office.

Relationships develop gradually, and as time passed, through observation and casual conversation, I
became intimately familiar with Sister Zhang. I understood her temperament perfectly, and soon we became
inseparable. I often chatted with her, making her giggle. Sister Zhang would always save me a portion of whatever the office distributed.
Sometimes, when I was too busy to go back to the cafeteria, she would pack some food for me and bring it back to the office.

I, in turn, would often find opportunities to buy snacks for the office, sharing with everyone and making sure to give Sister Zhang extra.
The company often has dinner parties, and Sister Zhang is always the first to notify me. Sometimes when I can't go, she'll ask,
"Why can't you go? It would be nice to get together and have some fun!" Knowing I really can't attend,
a hint of regret will appear on her face, but it's fleeting. My first relatively close encounter with Sister Zhang was after one of these dinner parties.
Everyone drank quite a bit that day, and the company staff, still wanting more, went to a karaoke bar. In the private room, everyone
became even more unrestrained, drinking case after case of beer, playing drinking games, dancing, and soon everyone was quite drunk. Sister Zhang,
having drunk a lot, started to ramble. She swayed drunkenly, crawling from one end of the sofa to my side, putting her
arms around my neck. Because it was so noisy in the room, she shouted in my ear, "Gao, Sister Zhang has high hopes for you. You're much better than them.
You're the best apprentice I've ever mentored… Today…" "Let's sing a duet," she said, swaying as she went
to the bar and ordered "Woman Flower." She pulled me to the middle of the private room and we started singing. I had drunk a lot that day, so fueled by the alcohol,
I hugged Sister Zhang's waist and sang along with her, straining my lungs out. We swayed together as we sang. To be honest, Sister Zhang
was a bit tone-deaf, and she was off-key for most of the songs. Plus, the people below kept egging us on, so it sounded like a ghost howling
. After that karaoke session, the way the older women in the company looked at Sister Zhang and me started to change. They would often
whisper and murmur behind our backs.

Sister Zhang loves playing mahjong and often goes to the homes of the older women at her workplace to play all night. I once asked her, "
You play mahjong all night long, does your husband allow it?" Sister Zhang said with a disdainful look, "I want to play mahjong,
and no one in my family can stop me!" "Is your husband okay with that?" I pressed. "The only ones I'm not okay with
are the women. Even if there are men, what can they do?" I smiled and didn't say anything. Not long after the karaoke session, Sister Zhang
played mahjong all night at Sister Zhao's (department head) house on the sofa. In the morning, when she got to the office,
she told the group of older women, "Last night's game was so boring, I had no energy. Sister Zhao's sofa wasn't comfortable either, my whole body
aches." At this point, Sister Wang (a 47-year-old woman) chimed in, "Yeah~ I could tell you weren't energetic yesterday.
You were completely out of it playing mahjong, that's not like you. Next time, bring Xiao Gao along, let him sit
next to I guarantee you'll be more energetic..." Sister Wang teased sarcastically. I quickly said, "Sister Wang, you must be joking
. I don't know how to play mahjong at all..." "You don't know how? Then learn... Let your Sister Zhang teach you. Your Sister Zhang is really good;
none of us can beat her." Before I could finish, Sister Wang immediately interrupted. Sister Zhang glared
at Sister Wang and said, "Old Wang, can't you be serious for once? You're so old, is this how you act as
an older sister ?" Sister Wang didn't answer, just chuckled mischievously.

"Don't listen to their nonsense, you're so clever," Sister Zhang gestured for me to leave, and I smiled and shook my head as I left. Not long after
, they organized another mahjong game. Taking advantage of what happened last time, Sister Wang said in front of Sister Zhang and me, "Gao, tonight Sister Zhang and the others
are coming to my house to play mahjong. Are you going with them?" Before I could even speak, Sister Zhang said impatiently, "Gao, go ahead! What's the big deal?
There's food and drink there, and you don't have to worry about anything. Let the old man cook for us!" "I really don't know how to play
mahjong. It's not fun for me to go," I explained.

"Go ahead... let your Sister Zhang teach you, otherwise she won't have the energy~" Sister Wang went even further, and Sister Zhang immediately shoved
my arm. "Go, great... I said I'd go today no matter what." It seemed that Sister Zhang and Sister Wang were really going at it, so I had no choice but
to agree. When I arrived at Sister Wang's house that evening, Sister Wang didn't have any children, so her house wasn't big, only about 40 square meters. Her husband
had already prepared dinner, and after dinner, the card game started. At first, I poured them some water and
chatted , but gradually my eyelids started to droop and I fell asleep on the single sofa. I don't know how much time passed, but someone
nudged me in my sleep. "Gao, Xiao Gao, wake up, don't sleep here." I opened my eyes and saw it was Sister Zhang. It was already past 3 a.m.
It turned out that Sister Zhang and Sister Zhao had set up a makeshift bed on the floor in the small living room, and Sister Zhang was worried I'd be uncomfortable curled up there, so she wanted me to sleep on the floor too.

I shook my hand and whispered, "Go ahead, Sister, I'm fine." "I just wanted to annoy Old Wang, sorry for making
you suffer," Sister Zhang said apologetically in a low voice. "It's okay, go ahead, Sister," Sister Zhang said, and didn't say anything more.
Nothing more was said that night. After having breakfast at Sister Wang's house in the morning, the four of us women and one man went straight to our workplaces. I
slept my back ached, and I even got a stiff neck. Sister Wang teased me all day, and I could only laugh it off. However,
the way Sister Zhang looked at me changed slightly, and I felt our relationship had grown closer.

In July, our department sent Sister Zhang and me to Foshan for a meeting. I felt the time was right; it happened to be
Sister Zhang's birthday. On my first day in Foshan, I found a florist near the hotel and ordered a large bouquet of red
roses to be delivered to our hotel room at 8:30 pm on her birthday—a signal to begin our "action."
The meeting went on until 6 pm on her birthday. It ended past 1:30, almost delaying my important event. Finally, the meeting ended, and I suppressed
my eagerness, went out, hailed a car, and rushed to the hotel. Sister Zhang was clearly distracted; I guessed her husband hadn't
called or texted her to wish her a happy birthday. Sitting in the car, she looked out at the street scene and said wistfully, "Gao, let's
just grab something to eat outside!" She seemed a little disappointed. At that moment, I seized the opportunity and said, "I'm not eating out today. I haven't
had a decent meal in days. Let's eat at the hotel!" Sister Zhang didn't even turn her head and said, "Eat at the hotel? That'll
cost a fortune, and it won't be reimbursed." (The older women at work often say that Sister Zhang is thrifty, and it's true. She
and her husband came from the countryside to our area at the age of 22, heavily pregnant, and they went from being penniless to now owning a 70-
square-meter apartment outright—it really wasn't easy.)

"It's on me today! No need for reimbursement," I said to Sister Zhang's reflection in the car window.

"You should save your money, this is a business trip, not a vacation." What a good woman, I thought to myself. "Just leave it at
that, sister. A meal won't bankrupt you, will it?" Seeing my attitude, Sister Zhang didn't say anything more.

When we arrived at the hotel, Sister Zhang got out of the car and headed for the elevator. "Sister, where are you going?" I quickly asked her.

"Go upstairs to change your clothes, take a shower, and then come back down for dinner." I grabbed Sister Zhang's fair and soft hand
and pulled her towards the restaurant. "Come on, let's eat first and then go back, I'm starving." Sister Zhang
was a little flustered by my sudden pull, and her face turned slightly red. "Okay, okay, don't pull me anymore, I'll go with you!"
she said , breaking free from my hand and rushing to my side as we walked towards the restaurant together.

Once we arrived at the restaurant, I found a seat towards the back (for easy flirting and getting handsy). The waiter
immediately came over.

"What would you two like?"

"Bring the menu, let's order." The waiter quickly brought out two menus. Sister Zhang took the menu and looked at it,
saying "Wow, the food here is too expensive. Let's go somewhere else." I looked up at her. "It's a four-star restaurant.
The price is normal. We've finally managed to come out, and I haven't had a proper meal in days. I should treat myself
. Don't overthink it, sister." Seeing how determined I was, Sister Zhang had no choice but to close the menu and let me make the decision myself.

Seeing this, I took the menu and sat down next to Sister Zhang, pretending to let her choose together. "Sister, let's choose together
,"

I said, deliberately sitting close to her, my thigh seemingly unintentionally pressed against her beautiful legs in flesh-colored stockings.
"How about Western food? Steak, and some wine?" I subconsciously nudged Sister Zhang lightly with my leg. "You
decide, but don't order anything too expensive..." Sister Zhang let me decide for myself.

"Okay, then I'll just order whatever." So I ordered two steaks, a borscht, grilled
oysters , garlic-fried prawns, and a salad platter. Just as I was about to order more, Sister Zhang grabbed my hand.
"Don't order too much, that's enough, we can't eat that much." I took the opportunity to grab Sister Zhang's hand and looked at her, saying, "Okay,
whatever you say." Sister Zhang quickly pulled her hand back. "Oh, right, we haven't ordered any drinks yet?" I
continued, pretending nothing had happened. "What would you like to drink, sis?" I looked at Sister Zhang with a questioning gaze.

"Don't order too much, that's enough...!" Sister Zhang almost pleaded, tugging at my sleeve. I completely
ignored Sister Zhang's pleas. "No red wine, please. It's too sour and I don't like it. Waiter, do you have any rosé
sparkling wine?" "Yes, sir. This one, priced at 568, is frequently ordered by our customers . " I thought to myself, "I've really gone too far this time!

" But you can't catch a wolf without risking your cub, so I gritted my teeth and said, "This one will do." I handed the menu to the waiter . "Sir, would you like anything else?" the waiter asked. "No, no!" Sister Zhang answered before I could even speak , and I secretly chuckled to myself. After the waiter left, Sister Zhang looked at me with a surprised and reproachful expression and asked, "Are you crazy? Ordering such expensive wine?" I stared at Sister Zhang beside me with a mischievous smile and said, "What's wrong with being crazy once in a while? While I'm still young!" Seeing my attitude, Sister Zhang muttered helplessly, "Nobody cares about you!" and turned her face away, avoiding my gaze. After a while, the waiter started serving the dishes. I patted Sister Zhang's back lightly twice, pretending to comfort her, and then sat down opposite her again. "Sir, the wine has been opened for you." The waiter said, skillfully opening the wine and pouring it into two stemmed glasses. The pink wine, with bubbles, danced in the glass, its color particularly beautiful, like the blush that rose on Sister Zhang's face when she was shy. "Go on, I can do it myself," I waved my hand, and the waiter left. I raised my glass, and Sister Zhang was still stunned. "Raise your glass, Sister." Only then did Sister Zhang raise her glass. I leaned forward slightly, staring into Sister Zhang's beautiful eyes, and said softly, "Happy birthday, Sister..." Sister Zhang was clearly startled by my sudden words. Her eyes widened, and she stared at me with a flushed face. Her hand remained raised for a few seconds before she reacted, and then she asked, pretending to be calm, "How...how did you know?" I didn't answer, but smiled as I looked at her and touched her glass to mine.

"Cheers..." I said, taking a sip myself.

"It tastes good~ much better than red wine." I gestured for Sister Zhang, who was still holding her glass in a daze, to also
have a taste. Only then did Sister Zhang come to her senses and take a small sip.

"How does it taste?" I asked Sister Zhang.

"Hmm, pretty good, much better than red wine." Sister Zhang avoided my gaze.

"It tastes good... but we can't waste such expensive wine... we have to finish it." I
deliberately raised my voice a little, thinking that the success of tonight's events depended entirely on this bottle of wine.

During the meal, I kept serving Sister Zhang food, especially oysters. "Sis, eat more oysters. They're really nutritious.
There's a saying here that oysters are 'a man's gas station and a woman's beauty salon.'" I said, picking up some food for her
while observing her reaction.

"Gas station? Beauty salon? What do you mean?" Sister Zhang asked, puzzled.

"Oh~ A beauty salon is good for a woman's skin, and a gas station..." "What does 'gas station' mean?"

Sister Zhang pressed. I grinned mischievously at her and whispered mysteriously, "A gas station is good for
a man's ...things..." "You think you know everything? You can't even shut your mouth while eating!" Sister Zhang rolled her eyes at me,
a hint of barely perceptible embarrassment on her face.

"Okay~ I won't talk, let's drink." I glanced sideways at Sister Zhang as she downed her drink in one gulp, thinking to myself, 'Tonight I
'll shut both your little mouths up!' The meal went smoothly. Whenever Sister Zhang's glass was empty
, I refilled it. Several times she said she couldn't drink anymore, but I told her not to waste such expensive wine, and she
continued . As the drinks flowed more freely, I started telling Sister Zhang some raunchy jokes. Perhaps because of the alcohol, Sister Zhang
wasn't as reserved as before. She listened to my nonsense, occasionally giggling, and sometimes scolding me,
"You're always talking nonsense, can't you be serious for once? I'm your sister!" "You just blurt things out," I chimed in,
emboldened by the alcohol. "I've never even considered you my sister. You're so pretty, you'd be perfect as my girlfriend." "Stop
being so glib," Sister Zhang retorted. "I'm almost 40, what's so pretty about me? My daughter's getting married in a few years."
"Don't you know, sister? Women your age are at their most charming," I said, staring at her. Sister Zhang
immediately raised her fist as if to hit me, glaring at me fiercely. We ate and chatted, and soon finished a bottle of
wine . I poured most of it for Sister Zhang, who was clearly drunk. I glanced at my watch; it was already
past eight o'clock, and we'd almost finished eating. So I said, "Sister, that's enough. Let's go back to the room." "Okay
... let's go," Sister Zhang said, getting up from her chair. Because she'd drunk quite a bit, she swayed as she stood up, and I
quickly supported her waist. "It's all your fault for ordering such expensive wine. How could you have drunk so much?" Sister Zhang said, leaning on
my arm and touching her forehead.

"Don't say anything more, let's go upstairs," I said, putting my arm around Sister Zhang's waist and helping her towards the elevator.

Holding Sister Zhang's arm, I could clearly feel her legs were getting weak. I took the opportunity to hug her
waist tightly; her waist was slender yet firm, and felt wonderful to the touch. At the guest room door, Sister Zhang opened her bag and rummaged for her key
card, saying to me, "Gao, you should go back now. You've had a long day, get some rest." I didn't say anything. Then she took out her
key card, but it slipped from her hand and fell to the ground. I quickly bent down and picked it up. "Let me help you in first,"

I said, opening the door and helping Sister Zhang into the guest room.

'How could I possibly leave? I'm going to sleep with you here tonight!' I thought to myself as I helped her to
the bed.

"Hey, turn on the air conditioning, it's so hot in the South!" The alcohol made Sister Zhang feel
hot and bothered. As soon as she entered the room, she urged me to turn on the air conditioning. She even unconsciously took off her coat and unbuttoned her white shirt.
Slightly drunk, she still maintained the restraint expected of a woman. I didn't turn on the air conditioning. In my opinion, the stuffy
environment and the effects of alcohol were the best aphrodisiacs. It was almost 8:30 when the flower delivery person knocked on the door,
signaling my action. This was truly the most tense moment. I don't know if it was the tension or the heat of the room, but my back started to
sweat . Sister Zhang was leaning against the headboard, looking at her phone. I guessed she was checking for
birthday wishes from her husband and daughter. I saw a hint of disappointment on her face, so I took the opportunity to walk
over and pretend to look at it with her. We were so close I could smell her alcohol-laden breath.

"What are you looking at? You seem so focused," I asked casually.

"N-nothing... Gao..." Before she could finish, the doorbell rang. The moment had come,
but this little rabbit was still oblivious. "Who is it?" Sister Zhang asked suspiciously, putting down her phone to open the door. At that moment, I
quickly grabbed her phone and switched it to vibrate! I didn't want my meticulously planned evening to be
interrupted by a call from her family. I casually placed the phone on the bedside table. Just then, I heard
a conversation coming from the doorway. "Who is it?" Sister Zhang asked. "Excuse me, are you Ms. Zhang Min? I'm from the florist. There's a bouquet of flowers for you here
that you need to sign for." I stood up and hid in the corner of the room to listen. Sister Zhang opened the door.

"You must be Ms. Zhang Min. Here are your flowers, please sign for them." "My flowers? Are you sure you're not mistaken? Who
sent these?" Sister Zhang asked in surprise.

"Is this room 1107?"

"Yes."

"Your name is Zhang Min?"

"Yes."

"Then that's right, please sign here." "Who sent this?" "I don't know, we just
deliver." After signing, Sister Zhang stood at the door holding a large bouquet of bright red roses, watching the worker's back in surprise before closing
the door. Looking down, she saw a note tucked into the bouquet. She looked at the contents with curiosity: "My beauty,
it's been a long time. I've been thinking of you day and night, and finally this opportunity has arrived. Happy birthday! — Your beloved Gao."

Just then, I quietly walked up behind Sister Zhang, gently wrapped my arms around her waist, and pulled her into my
embrace. Sister Zhang's body trembled, and she leaned against me, her hands clutching the bouquet
of bright red roses in a flustered manner. I pressed my lips to Sister Zhang's ear, inhaling the fragrance of her hair and the faint
scent of alcohol emanating from her body, and whispered, "Sister, happy birthday... Did you like the surprise I gave you?" Sister Zhang's
entire body stiffened at this point. "Actually, I was captivated by you the first day I came to the company,"
I said, breathing warm breath onto her ear and neck. What women find most irresistible is being approached from behind by a man.
I held her close, breathing sweet nothings into her ear, especially with the effects of the alcohol. "I've always been jealous of your husband
for having such a beautiful and elegant wife like you, and I've always wanted to make you my possession." At this moment, I noticed that Sister Zhang
's chest was rising and falling, her breathing was quickening, her brows were slightly furrowed, and her eyes were half-closed as if she
were drifting between reality and illusion. I stuck out my tongue and began to gently tease her ears and neck. "Everything I've done today
is to get you. I don't want your body to stay dry like this forever~" (Everyone at work knows that Sister Zhang's
husband injured his back a few years ago while working at a stone processing factory. He's not seriously injured, but he has a chronic condition. So Sister Zhang
often buys her husband tonics. Whenever she buys medicine, these old women at work tease her, "Zhang Min... are you giving your
old man tonics again... how old are you
, why are you still giving him tonics?" Then they laugh mischievously. Sister Zhang often scolds them half-jokingly, "Get out of here, you're all quite old and you're still talking about this useless stuff all day long.") As I said this, I forcefully thrust my already
swollen lower body against Sister Zhang's buttocks, which were encased in her trousers and skirt. At this moment, Sister Zhang's dazed eyes blinked
nervously for a moment, then opened slightly. I knew that her lack of strong resistance meant there was a chance. "Tonight I
'll make you mine, I'll fill you up with oil, I'll make you feel all hydrated," I said, kissing
Sister Zhang's neck incessantly while my hands caressed her waist. Sister Zhang's breathing became increasingly uneven, her body
stiffening as she let me do as I pleased. Slowly, the hand that was caressing her waist began to slide towards her chest.
Sister Zhang clearly felt it, and her body began to twist. I grabbed her breasts and began to knead
them forcefully. Sister Zhang first straightened her body, then tried to move my large hands away to free her
breast that I had captured. The flowers she was holding fell to the ground. "No...no~ High..." Sister Zhang
struggled weakly. At this moment, I attacked with both hands at the same time, firmly grabbing Sister Zhang's breasts, kneading
them while kissing her neck and ears. "Tonight, you are mine. I will make you mine and make you feel
good."

I said as I rubbed my genitals against Sister Zhang's buttocks. "No...don't do this," Sister Zhang cried
out as she tried to pull my hands away from my arms.

I used my arms to lift Sister Zhang into my arms. We looked at each other, and Sister Zhang pressed her hands against
my chest, looking at me with her terrified eyes. "Sister, after all this time, can't you see I
like you? Don't you feel anything for me? Don't you understand my good intentions tonight?"

I stared at her slightly flushed face, burning with desire.

"But..." Sister Zhang was about to say something when my lips pressed against hers. At first,
her eyes were wide open, then slowly closed, accepting my kiss, but her hands remained stiff and awkward
at her sides. Sister Zhang's lips were soft. I gently pried open her teeth with my tongue and slipped
it into her mouth. A faint fragrance mixed with the taste of alcohol filled my mouth—this was
the taste of the woman I had longed for. As I kissed her, my hands began to caress Zhang Jie's back, one hand
gently tracing her spine to her neck, and then loosening her hair, revealing her long, black hair
. I ran my fingers through her hair, guiding it to my own
, and
slowly swirled my tongue in her mouth, sucking on it. Zhang Jie began to unconsciously reciprocate my kisses, her hands gently resting on my shoulders, our saliva mingling in each other's mouths.

Under the passionate kiss, Zhang Jie's heart was filled with desire, her breathing becoming heavier, and the air in the room growing increasingly
hot . When I pulled away from her lips, Zhang Jie's eyes were somewhat glazed, her chest rising and falling as she gazed at me.

I saw beads of sweat on her neck (that's one of the benefits of not having the air conditioning on), and I kissed her.
Sister Zhang also held my head in her arms, making a few soft murmurs. I held Sister Zhang's soft
body and moved towards the bed, gently laying her down on it. As I kissed her neck,
I kneaded . "Ah~" came a moan from Sister Zhang. My lips
moved down her neck towards her breasts, pressing my mouth against them through her clothes, breathing into her bra
. This gave her the warmth of my breath and an intangible, ticklish sensation. I knew that to
"succeed" with a woman this age, I couldn't be as simple and brutal as I was with a little girl. I had to whet her
appetite and slowly guide and train her to completely win her over. Otherwise, it would only be a one-night stand, never
a lasting relationship. This tactic worked. Sister Zhang started hugging my head, pressing it against her soft breasts, her
upper body swaying and rubbing against me.

I tried to unbutton the front of Sister Zhang's shirt, but I had only unbuttoned two when she grabbed my hand.
"No~ That's enough... Stop~" I knew this was just her moral defense, and I
had to break down her moral defense. So I sat up straight and took off my shirt. At this moment, Sister Zhang
was nervously looking at me with her arms crossed in front of her chest. I grabbed her hands and forcefully spread them apart, tearing her
shirt As the shirt buttons snapped, her flesh-colored bra was revealed. I pushed the bra up, and
her two snow-white breasts immediately jumped into my eyes. Because Sister Zhang had given birth, her breasts were very full, probably a
C cup. I could vaguely see several bluish veins leading to brown areolas. The areolas were quite large, supporting
light brown nipples. The nipples that had been used to feed her children were about the size of pacifiers. I grabbed one of her soft, white breasts, lowered
my head , and began to suckle the trembling nipple. With my other hand, I grasped the other breast
and kneaded it incessantly. Having breastfed before, Sister Zhang's breasts were soft, unlike the firmness of a young girl's. By this time, she had lost her
basic ability to resist, and under my suckling, she began to emit soft moans like a patient, "Ah...

ah..." Her hands involuntarily grasped my hair and stroked it. I kept changing the way I stimulated
her breasts, sometimes gently biting her nipples, sometimes teasing her areolas with my tongue, sometimes squeezing her nipples hard with my fingertips,
and sometimes sucking hard as if I wanted to swallow her breasts whole. While sucking, I
deliberately made loud noises, smacking her lips. Zhang Jie's breasts were very sensitive; her nipples hardened and stood erect after only a few strokes.
Her legs clamped tightly together, and she began to gently twist her waist. Her body
began to sweat from the intense stimulation, and soon both breasts were covered in my saliva. My tongue...
My tongue moved downwards, licking the slightly salty sweat on Sister Zhang's body, which exuded the scent of female hormones. Sister Zhang's lower abdomen
was slightly chubby, and the stretch marks from her pregnancy and childbirth had faded with time but were still
visible . I kept circling her small navel with my tongue and breathing on it. My hands slowly pushed Sister Zhang's
skirt up to her waist, revealing her lower body covered by flesh-colored stockings and white cotton boxer shorts. She was
indeed dressed like a respectable woman.

I hugged her not-so-wide but firm and full buttocks and kneaded them hard. My mouth pressed against her mons pubis,
squeezing and rubbing lightly and heavily. Sister Zhang squeezed her legs even tighter, trying to
protect . I forcefully spread her tightly closed knees and plunged my head between her legs. "No..." Sister Zhang
pushed my head away, her legs clamping shut so tightly that I couldn't breathe. Now, only a
thin layer of stockings and panties covered her vulva from behind, the panties already soaked with her juices, leaving watery stains. "Sister, you
're already this wet! And you still say no?" I teased Sister Zhang shamelessly, grabbing her buttocks with both hands
and lifting her up, bringing her vulva to my lips. "Ah..." With Sister Zhang's startled cry, my lips, through the
thin layer of panties, launched an attack on her already overflowing garden. "Ah...ah..." Sister Zhang
groaned , her breathing becoming heavier. Her legs, which had been clamping my head, loosened considerably, and her hands
began to rub against my head. Soon, her panties were soaked with my saliva and her own juices. My hands had already grasped the edges of Sister Zhang's
stockings and panties. I lifted my head and pulled hard, and the stockings and panties were instantly pulled down
to her lower body. "Ah..." Sister Zhang cried out in surprise, instinctively covering her genitals with her hands. I took advantage of the situation and
yanked the stockings and panties off, throwing them aside. At this moment, Sister Zhang stared at me with terrified eyes, her hands covering her vulva,
completely bewildered . I stared at her with a lewd smile, forcefully spreading her knees. "What are you afraid of, sis?
It's not like you've never let a man see you before," I said, prying off her hands that were covering her vulva, and slowly bringing my face closer to her
wide-open genitals. Zhang Jie's pubic hair was dark, not thick but soft and smooth, covering her high pubic bone. Because of
excitement, her clitoris was erect, a thin, long strand nestled between the tops of her labia, pink and particularly eye-catching. Two
light brown labia majora enveloped two dark brown labia minora, the exposed labia minora glistening with vaginal fluid
, and the vaginal opening, barely visible in the center, oozed with precum. "So beautiful..." I was
captivated , my face close to her vulva as I murmured to myself. But I told myself I couldn't rush it, I had to
take it slow! I had to make this mature woman's desire overflow, make her lose control, and make her offer me
everything she had. I brought my nose close to Sister Zhang's genitals and took a deep breath. Because I hadn't showered since I got back,
and the room was humid and hot, a special smell mixed with the slightly pungent odor of residual urine and the fishy smell of a woman's vaginal fluids went straight to
my heart and soul, making my blood surge and my lower body swell even more, my penis felt like it was going to burst through my pants
. I transformed the scent into warm breath and slowly exhaled it back into Sister Zhang's vulva. Her vagina suddenly contracted, her
entire lower body trembled, and a glistening stream flowed through her vagina and out of her labia. I extended my tongue and
gently licked this slightly fishy and salty droplet, then lightly swept it across Sister Zhang's vulva. "Ah..."

With a slightly excited groan from Sister Zhang, another stream of clear fluid gushed out.

"No...don't do this~" Sister Zhang cried out. "Of course, I won't lick your genitals because I'm
not familiar with 'her' yet, how could I lick them? Let your juices flow freely until they dry, and I'll
fill the emptiness in your lower body with my penis." Then I lightly touched Sister Zhang 's
clitoris, which was already erect from excitement, with my tongue, and kept breathing hot air from my mouth. After teasing her like this several times, Sister Zhang's genitals were
overflowing with juices, and her lower body began to press against my mouth. "Baby, are you getting impatient now?" "No, it's not
time yet. I still need to teach you a lesson." I thought to myself as my tongue
lightly swept across Zhang Jie's clitoris, labia, and perineum, leaving traces like a snail crawling. I sucked hard on Zhang Jie's groin
and tugged at her smooth pubic hair with my lips, but I didn't get any closer to her vulva. Whenever I kissed around her labia, I would immediately use
my tongue instead of my lips to lightly glide over them. Zhang Jie always tried to meet my lips with her lower garden, but
she always failed. Her moans grew louder and louder, filled with infinite desire and helplessness, to the point that she couldn't help but
bite her fingers in her mouth to suppress the unbearable itching in her lower body. Soon, Zhang Jie's vulva was
covered sticky, clear vaginal fluid, which dripped down her perineum onto the sheets, soaking out a pool of water. Just as Sister Zhang was
lost in passion unable to stop, I suddenly sat up. Sister Zhang looked at me with slightly closed phoenix eyes, puzzled, then suddenly
understood. Yes! It was time to unleash the beast between my legs. It had been holding back for too long; it was time to let it
breathe. It was time to let this beauty on the bed witness my "weapon." I slowly unbuckled
my belt, like a slow-motion rewind. I wanted this woman to see my penis displayed in its ferocious state before her eyes,
to let her heart succumb to torment. At this moment, the entire room was deathly silent, so much so that the sound of me unzipping the zipper
could be clearly heard. This sound would surely be etched into her mind, perhaps the beginning of a nightmare, perhaps
the arrival of a beautiful dream. With the sound of my outer pants hitting the ground, my monster, trapped in my white underwear, was already
inches away . It held its head high, its erection rising and falling within the underwear as if trying to break free of its last restraints
to display its majesty before its prey, driving it trembling with madness. I grabbed the edge of the underwear, staring at
Sister Zhang on the bed. She was completely lost in the moment, her hands clenched into fists protecting her chest, her eyes fixed on my
genitals, utterly unaware that I was watching her. Suddenly, I pulled down the underwear, and my swollen genitals
sprang out. Sister Zhang gasped like a startled deer, her hands clenching even
tighter against her chest. My penis throbbed with excitement. From being bound for so long, it was bulging with veins and had turned a purplish hue.
The glans was swollen, red, and large, and glistening precum flowed from its urethral opening, like a thirsty
monster panting and drooling.

I proudly straightened my back, my penis standing even more erect. "Is it big?" I asked Sister Zhang lewdly
. Only then did Sister Zhang snap out of her daze, tightly closing her eyes and turning her head to one side, looking resigned to her fate.

'Now is not the time for you to be afraid. In a moment, I'll make you scream for help until the heavens and earth respond.'
"Only you can save yourself." Thinking this, I pounced on Sister Zhang, biting her earlobe and sucking on it
incessantly . With one hand, I gripped my scalding hot cock and rubbed it between her vaginal opening and clitoris. "
Want it, you slut?" I used obscene language to stimulate Sister Zhang's nerves, which were already on the verge of snapping. "Tonight I'm going to fuck you
properly . Can you feel it? Hot? Hard?" I whispered to her while my cock
teased her genitals. I could feel Sister Zhang's vagina was already a vast expanse of wetness, with her juices flowing out continuously, making my
glans wet and slippery. Every time I parted her labia with my glans, I could clearly hear the smacking sound of water.

"Do you know what's stuck on your cunt?" I asked deliberately. Sister Zhang kept her eyes closed, panting,
her lips tightly pressed together, too ashamed to answer. 'I'll make you talk,' I thought lewdly.

"Say it, say it and I'll give it to you, say it and you'll be free. Say it, you slut,"
Sister Zhang, already burning with lust, managed to squeeze out two weak words through her teeth, "Cock...cock." I continued to tease my prey, who was already on the verge of collapse,
with renewed excitement .

"Louder, I didn't hear you, say it again." "Cock~!" Sister Zhang said timidly.

"Louder, let me hear you," I said fiercely, becoming even more aggressive.

"Cock..." Sister Zhang screamed almost hysterically, "Stop torturing me~ Good!" Sister Zhang
pleaded , "Hurry up and put it in, stop torturing Sister Zhang..." This was what I wanted, and my hand holding my cock
slid even faster!

"Where to put it? What to put it in? Tell me quickly," I gently bit Sister Zhang's earlobe, "Put your cock
in my pussy...fuck me~" Sister Zhang's voice was already off-key, like a thirsty female beast.

"But I don't know where your cunt is, Sister, please help me...put my cock in yourself...

" I said wickedly.

"Good~ Please hurry up and put it in and fuck me..." Sister Zhang had completely
fallen .

"No...you have to do this yourself~, you know best where your cunt is~" At this moment, Sister Zhang
finally opened her dazed eyes, looking at me with a desperate gaze. 'This is useless, I will definitely make you
put my cock inside your body yourself.' I stared unmoved at her flushed face covered with beads of sweat. She
understood everything from my eyes, slowly turning her face towards the bedside table and stretching out her arm. Oh...it turned out she was going to
get the condoms provided by the hotel. When she brought the three-pack of Durex to me, I pressed her hand
on the bed, staring firmly into her desperate eyes, gently shaking my head, while my hand holding my cock
slid faster. Even the condom, her last straw of moral defense, was useless. Zhang Jie
was utterly desperate. With her chest heaving, she frowned, closed her eyes, and turned her face to
one side . One hand, as if resigned, slowly slid towards the point where our bodies were about to be joined.

When her hand touched my large hand tightly gripping my penis, she flinched slightly, then slowly moved up to it again.
I released my hand, placing my swollen, burning penis into hers. The moment she touched it, Zhang Jie
's hand trembled. She had just received a hard, thick male genital from the "devil," a
hot organ that was about to change the course of her fate. At first, she hesitated slightly, but tormented by her boiling desire
, she finally gripped my hand tightly. Her hands were so small and soft; despite the heat of the room
, they were cool, her palms sweaty, a stark contrast to my burning genitals.

"Isn't it hard to insert like this?" I braced myself on the bed with one hand and grabbed Zhang Jie's wrist, which was tightly holding the Durex condom, with the other. "
It'll be easier to insert if you spread your legs a little wider…!" Zhang Jie shyly spread her legs slightly apart like a young girl. "Open it
wider...show your whole cunt!" I yelled at her harshly. Helplessly, Sister Zhang slowly spread her legs wide
, her genitals completely exposed to my penis. Her labia were parted to the sides, revealing her pink,
pulsating vaginal opening. "Hands~! Hold my penis tighter...I don't need to teach you, you cunt~
open your eyes and stick it in yourself~!" Although Sister Zhang obediently gripped my penis, she didn't dare to look. I straightened my back, and only then did Sister Zhang turn her face, opening her eyes with a bitter expression as she looked at her hand tightly gripping my penis between her
wide-open legs.
"Find the right spot? Is it here?" I stared intently at Sister Zhang beneath me.
"Mmm~" Sister Zhang slowly nodded, biting her lip.

I nodded in satisfaction. "Go ahead, grab my cock and shove it into your cunt!" I commanded. Sister Zhang
hesitated for a moment, then desperately pulled my cock in. I thrust my hips forward, and
with a "slurp," my entire cock slid into Sister Zhang's vagina.

"Ah..." Sister Zhang screamed, as if her endless hunger had been released, or as if her pent-up
humiliation had found an outlet. Her empty lower body, after enduring torture and humiliation, was finally filled by the long-awaited male
genitalia. But this penis, which she couldn't resist, wasn't her husband's;
she inserted it into herself. Instantly, the guilt of betraying her husband mingled with the pleasure of being filled
, causing her entire body to tense. She straightened her neck, raised her chin high, her toes digging into the sheets, her back arching,
her legs slightly, her hands gripping the Durex condom tightly. Although she knew it was too late,
Sister Zhang still clung to the condom, like a drowning person clutching a straw; the solace in her heart
couldn't stop her body from sinking. Soon, the guilt in her heart would be completely washed away by the excruciating pleasure.

Finally, I could slowly enjoy the mature woman feast I had longed for. I leaned down and kissed Sister Zhang's
neck, which was covered with fine beads of sweat. I could feel her pulse pounding fiercely. Forbidden and long-lost pleasure filled
her entire body, and with the help of alcohol, her whole body became hot and slightly flushed. My penis was
enveloped by Sister Zhang's wet and overflowing vagina. Her vagina was not as tight as a little girl's, but it was not as
loose as a slut's either. This must be the feeling of a woman who has given birth, able to wrap a man's penis just right. I
didn't rush to thrust my penis. While enjoying the warmth of her mature vagina enveloping me, I
whispered in Zhang Jie's ear, "Not itchy anymore, darling?" "Whose penis is bigger, mine or your husband's?" Zhang
Jie just kept her eyes closed, panting. I thrust forward forcefully, hitting a protrusion inside, and
Zhang Jie's body immediately trembled.

"Tell me," I said, then thrust again.

"Ah...you...your," Sister Zhang answered me tremblingly.

This wasn't the answer I wanted.

"My what?" I struck again.

"You~ your penis is bigger than my husband's~" Sister Zhang replied in a voice that was already off-key.

I proudly took one of Sister Zhang's nipples into my mouth and started sucking on it noisily, slowly twisting my hips
to make my penis swirl in Sister Zhang's wet and hot vagina. With the lewd sucking sounds, the vaginal fluid in Sister Zhang's vagina was stirred up more and
more by me, and my testicles were slowly wet by her vaginal fluid, constantly rubbing against her slippery labia. At this time,
Sister Zhang could no longer bear the torment I had caused her. She hooked her legs tightly around my buttocks and pressed me hard between her legs
, her waist forcefully thrusting upwards and rubbing against the part where we were joined together. "Xiao Gao..." Sister Zhang's
voice trembled as she spoke, "Please... move quickly, Sister Zhang can't take it anymore~" Seeing her hungry and unbearable
appearance, I teased her triumphantly, "Little slut, I'm already moving, what else do you want me to move?" Sister Zhang,
in a daze of passion, wrapped one arm around my neck and kissed my cheeks haphazardly like a chicken pecking at rice,
pleading in my ear with a hungry, beast-like voice, "Gao~ hurry... hurry and fuck your Sister Zhang with your cock, I can't take it anymore... give it to me...!" The guilt in her heart had been completely washed away by the bone-deep pleasure, and she sought to have sex with me like
a beast in heat . This is the state I want. I thought to myself, and with a "whoosh," I pulled my penis out. The sudden emptiness in her lower body made Sister Zhang unbearably itchy. She kept thrusting her wet vulva, searching for my suddenly disappeared penis. I, however, pretended not to be able to find it and randomly thrust my hot penis into her vulva. Sister Zhang impatiently reached down and grabbed my thrashing penis, forcefully shoving it into her vaginal opening, as if trying to stuff my entire body inside. With that, my penis thrust in forcefully, pressing against that tender flesh. "Ah…" Sister Zhang cried out in my ear. "You bad boy, stop torturing your sister , hurry up and fuck me..." The moment was right, I whispered smugly in Sister Zhang's ear, "You little slut, you 're who asked me to fuck you~" As I spoke, I slowly began to thrust my hot cock in and out. At first, I slowly pulled it out, then slowly thrust it back in, each thrust hitting Sister Zhang's clitoris. With each thrust, Sister Zhang would shudder, her hands involuntarily tightening around my neck. "Ah~ ah... ah," Sister Zhang groaned with relief. After repeating this more than ten times, the sounds of her vaginal fluids could be heard loudly from where we were having sex. Then I changed tactics, pulling my penis out, leaving only the glans inside her vagina, rhythmically rubbing it against her sensitive vaginal opening, softly counting "1~2~3~..." in her ear. When I counted to 5, suddenly my hips sank, and my penis plunged all the way in . "Ah..." Sister Zhang screamed, arching her body. As soon as her body relaxed, I pulled the glans back into her vaginal opening, "1~2~3!" This time I didn't count to 5; as soon as she said 3, my penis went back in. "Ah...I can't take it anymore~" Sister Zhang arched her body, clinging tightly to me. I kept counting in Sister Zhang's ear, not knowing which number would bring the sudden, electric shock of my penis thrusting back in. Her body remained tense, helplessly awaiting the onslaught of this irresistible cock. "Ah… ah… oh~" Sister Zhang's sickly moans echoed in the stuffy room. "Little brother… you're so good at this ! You're going to fuck Sister Zhang to death…!" As soon as she finished speaking, I thrust all the way in again. "Oh…" Sister Zhang cried out, clinging to me tightly. With my alternating deep and shallow thrusts, Sister Zhang's legs began to tremble, but still clung tightly to my waist. Her vagina began to contract, like a small hand grasping my penis, wet and hot. It was time to launch a fierce attack. I adjusted my position, grabbed a pillow, and propped Zhang Jie's waist up high. Then, I began to thrust my penis in and out forcefully and rapidly. Each time I penetrated, Zhang Jie actively arched her back to meet my thrusts. Her breasts bounced like two white rabbits with each stroke. "Oh...oh...oh," Zhang Jie would moan lasciviously with each deep thrust, her head swaying from side to side. Her wet labia opened and closed repeatedly with my rapid thrusts, gradually becoming swollen and glistening. "Ah...oh...I can't take it...it's too high...I can't take it anymore~" "Yellow fluids flowed continuously from their joined vaginas, moistening my penis, wetting my pubic hair, and dripping down my testicles onto the pillow, soaking it. My breathing grew heavier, beads of sweat dripping onto Sister Zhang's chest. The sounds of my testicles slapping against Sister Zhang's buttocks and the rhythmic thrusting of my penis into her vagina could be clearly heard in the room. Accompanied by Sister Zhang's beautiful moans, I felt my blood boiling; my penis grew harder, larger, and hot as iron. With each powerful thrust, Sister Zhang's moans grew louder, her vagina began to contract rapidly, and her body writhed like a dying snake. Sister Zhang's orgasm was coming!" I had to hold down Sister Zhang's waist to prevent my penis from slipping out of her vagina during rapid thrusting . I thrust faster and deeper. "Ah...ah...oh~ oh~ oh~ oh~" Sister Zhang's cries were rapid and short, already breathless. Suddenly, her body stiffened, her legs straightened, and her chin tilted back. I felt her vagina suddenly tighten around my penis. "Ah..." With a sharp, wanton cry, Sister Zhang's whole body trembled uncontrollably, her vagina began to contract violently, and her hands gripping the condom clenched into fists. Sister Zhang had orgasmed! A seasoned woman, under my seduction and guidance, betraying her marriage, had orgasmed under the ravages of a penis that wasn't her husband's. Just then, Sister Zhang's phone vibrated. Lost in her climax, she was oblivious. I glanced at the caller ID, "Husband," and chuckled wickedly. "Now you remember your wife? She's my woman now. You'd never imagine your wife personally inserting another man's penis into her cunt." Thinking of this, I became extremely excited. I wanted to ejaculate every last drop of my pent-up semen into Sister Zhang's womb, only then would I truly possess her. With the buzzing of the phone, Sister Zhang's vagina contracted violently and rhythmically. My penis swelled and hardened . While thrusting rapidly, I breathed heavily in Sister Zhang's ear, who was immersed in orgasm, and said, "Slut ... I'm going to cum inside you." Although the voice was soft, it was like a bolt from the blue for Sister Zhang. " No ~ High~" But the weakness from the orgasm left her powerless to resist. Looking at Sister Zhang's helpless yet pleasured state,

My face flushed red, I tensed all my muscles, thrusting my penis wildly as if trying to pierce the woman beneath me. A
tingling pleasure began to surge from my testicles. I held my breath, accumulating waves of intense pleasure
on my throbbing glans, desperately making one last thrust. Suddenly, my glans went numb, and a thick stream of semen,
carrying intense pleasure, spurted from my urethra, crashing into the vagina of this woman who was both familiar and strange,
rushing into her uterus and filling her body. "Ah...you're mine...you slut~" I
growled , using my last bit of strength to thrust my hips forward, my penis plunging all the way in, the glans pressing firmly against Sister Zhang's vulva.
"Ah..." Accompanied by Sister Zhang's moans, I trembled and collapsed onto her. My eyes, slightly closed, watched as Sister Zhang
's hand, which had been tightly gripping the Durex condom, slowly loosened; the little pink box was now crumpled.
Yes, powerless to resist, one can only accept it. I believe a man's semen has a subtle effect. When your semen
enters a woman's body, you not only possess her body, but her heart should also belong
to you. Because she has allowed your seed of life to be sown in her mysterious garden, this is
the greatest recognition she can give you for the hard work you've put into her body. She believes that only accepting your hot semen
is the best reward for you; this is your destiny! My penis was still
trembling releasing my pent-up life essence. Sister Zhang's vagina continued to contract, as if constantly sucking up
the long-awaited nectar. She held my head tightly with both hands, gently stroking my hair, letting me lie on her
chest, breathing heavily. She herself was also gasping for breath like a terminally ill patient. Our bodies were
already soaked with sweat, and our lower bodies, still connected, were a wet mess.

The suffocating climax gradually subsided, the rapid breathing calmed, and the intertwined, burning bodies
slowly cooled. A wicked thought surged into my mind again, and my penis, still inside her vagina, jerked violently. Sister Zhang
felt the monster's tremor and, puzzled, turned my head, gazing at me with sleepy, seductive eyes.
The lewd glint in my eyes instantly filled hers with unease. She wondered
what wicked scheme the man on top of her was plotting. He had already taken her body, injected the "seed of life" into her
, wasn't that enough...? What else did he want...? she wondered.

Under her questioning and uneasy gaze, I slowly propped myself up, and with a forceful thrust of my hips, "Ah..." accompanied by
Sister Zhang's moan, I
pulled my still-erect, wet penis from Sister Zhang's continuously contracting vagina. It was still twitching, defiantly challenging Sister Zhang. Sister Zhang stared
at me helplessly with her eyes already brimming with desire. While looking at my prey that I had obtained, I also glanced at
her already disheveled vulva. The thick semen I had just ejaculated into her body was still
flowing out of her still throbbing vagina, dripping onto the pillow. What a lewd scene!
Your semen is flowing from the vagina of a mature woman. This vagina, which originally belonged only to her husband, has been occupied by me.
The nest that was originally meant to bear offspring for her husband is now full of another man's seed. Perhaps these
seeds are eagerly searching for eggs, and within a few days they will take root, sprout, and bear a different kind of fruit. Sister Zhang immediately
understood what I was looking at, and quickly closed her wide-open legs, clamping them tightly together. "What...don't want
my dew to go to waste?" I said mischievously. This really put Sister Zhang in a dilemma.

"Gao, you're so bad~" Sister Zhang scolded with a hint of coquettishness, her face red and not daring to look at me.

"Then let me take a good look~" I grabbed Sister Zhang's knees. "Come on, beautiful, spread your legs and let me see
how much your little gluttonous mouth has taken from me." Under my teasing, Sister Zhang shyly parted her legs, like
a young girl experiencing love for the first time. Looking at the scene before me, my penis was already at its peak. I pounced on Sister Zhang on the bed,
quickly stripping off her remaining clothes, and pressed this woman, who had already submitted to my "lewd power," back down beneath
me. At this moment, I saw Sister Zhang's surprised and slightly panicked eyes...

That night, Sister Zhang and I made love countless times without fatigue. We were like two thirsty animals that had been craving each other
for years. Like wild beasts, we mate wantonly. I cultivated Zhang Jie's garden with my burning genitals, repeatedly irrigating her vagina and uterus with
scalding semen. This alluring mature woman
responded to my efforts with her wanton moans and overflowing vaginal fluids. We conveyed our
love through the most primal and instinctive behavior of animals, nourishing each other's bodies and souls with our bodily fluids. Pubic hair was soaked and dried
again and , eventually sticking together. The sheets and pillows were covered with love fluids and semen stains. I only remember
falling asleep in our frenzied intercourse when sunlight pierced through the gaps in the curtains, causing us to miss the morning meeting.

As we stepped out of the Eden-like 1107 room, the air in the corridor felt exceptionally fresh,
a stark contrast to the humid, ambiguous air filled with the strong smell of a man and woman's lovemaking in the room behind us.
A night of passionate lovemaking had left Zhang Jie's face flushed under the sunlight streaming through the hotel courtyard, while I
was already weak and trembling, forcing myself to stay awake with my still-fluttering heart.

Arriving at the hotel lobby, I was already starving and was about to head towards the restaurant when Zhang Jie grabbed me. "Where are you
going?" "To eat... I was so hungry last night... I'm starving..." I teased her playfully with a laugh
. Sister Zhang blushed and pretended to be angry as she looked at me. "All you ever think about is food... First, come with me and see if
there ." I immediately understood but still looked confused and asked, "Why do we need a pharmacy?" Sister Zhang got impatient and punched
me hard. "What bad things did you do last night? Have you forgotten?" "Oh... I remember," I said with a mischievous smile.
"But we did it together." "You bad boy, you got the benefit and you're still acting innocent..." Sister Zhang
punched me hard again, then turned around angrily to leave. I quickly pulled her into my arms.
"Don't be angry, baby, I was just teasing you~ I'll take you." "Be careful... don't let anyone see us," Sister Zhang looked around,
trying to break free from me. "What are you afraid of? Nobody knows us here in Foshan," Sister Zhang finally gave up struggling, and
I boldly put my arm around her waist and walked out of the hotel.

The pharmacy was easy to find; there was one not far away. "Hello, what kind of medicine do you need?" the clerk
greeted . Sister Zhang looked at me, and noticing I hadn't moved, she went to the counter and asked, "Do you have emergency contraception?"

The clerk glanced at me standing behind her, smiled, and said, "Yes, I'll get it for you," turning to fetch it.
"Here's your medicine." At this moment, Sister Zhang turned around, her face flushed, and glared at me. I feigned an innocent expression. "Here are your medicines.
There are three types for you to choose from." Sister Zhang turned to select her medicine, while I walked over to the condom counter and started looking at them. "
Shopkeeper , how much is this one?" I asked, pointing to a pair of erotic condoms. "Please wait a moment."
After helping Sister Zhang choose her medicine, the shopkeeper came to me, and Sister Zhang followed. "Sir, this one is erotic, 40 yuan for a pack of two."
Sister Zhang's face immediately turned red, and she pinched me hard. "Ouch!" I exclaimed. "Okay, okay, if you don't
want anything sexy, just give me this Durex Tight 12-pack." I deliberately misinterpreted Sister Zhang's meaning.
The waiter smiled and brought out the condoms. By this time, Sister Zhang's face was red all the way to her neck, but she
couldn't do anything about it. She turned around and stormed out. I quickly paid the bill, grabbed the box of condoms, and chased after her.

Back at the hotel, Sister Zhang sat across from me at the table, her face stern, and said, "Why are you so mean? Why did you buy so much
of that stuff ?" I sat down next to her with a straight face and put my arm around her shoulder. "We still have
two days before we go back, right? Do you want to do what we did last night?" Sister Zhang's face turned red again. "You're so naughty
," she scolded playfully, then muttered under her breath, "But we don't need that much." I pulled her shoulder
tighter, raised my chin, and said mischievously, "I'm afraid it won't be enough." Sister Zhang retorted, not to be outdone, "Be careful you don't work yourself to death,
you little bastard. Let's see how you explain it to your wife when you get back." I thought to myself, I've already made your husband
a cuckold "Hehe, whether I can explain it to my wife when I get back depends on whether you can drain me dry," I
said smugly. "You rascal~ Don't be so playful, you've already used up all your energy," Sister Zhang said, stroking my face and looking at me with maternal
eyes "I've already given you my body, you don't need to be in such a hurry." Hearing this, my already exhausted
penis immediately hardened. I really wanted to strip her naked right there and have a good time. I grabbed Sister Zhang's small hand
and pressed it against my already erect crotch. Sister Zhang was startled by my sudden action. "Are you crazy? Someone will
see us !" She immediately pulled her hand back and punched me hard, not daring to look at me. "If you're worried about me ruining my health, then
buy me some medicine to replenish it. After I'm done, it's all yours anyway..." I continued to tease her. Just then, Sister Zhang's
phone vibrated in her pocket. Puzzled, she took it out;
the screen read 'Husband.' "Hello..." Sister Zhang answered, and a man's voice came through the receiver. "Wife, why didn't you answer the phone last night? I called you
several times." "Oh... I was too tired yesterday and went to bed early. I put the phone on vibrate and didn't hear you." Sister Zhang
glared at me fiercely; she must have guessed that I had put the phone on vibrate. Her husband
was still but I couldn't hear what he was saying. I only heard Sister Zhang say, "He's in a meeting. He'll be home in a couple of days. Don't call anymore
~ Don't worry about him." Then she hung up. Sister Zhang, holding the phone, looked at me and was about to speak when I called out to the waiter
, "Waiter, a glass of warm water, please." Then I whispered to Sister Zhang, "Take your medicine first, then we'll eat." Sister

Zhang swallowed her words. The water came, and Sister Zhang peeled off two small white pills and placed
them The pills looked exceptionally white in her palm, almost blindingly so. Sister Zhang stared at the pills for a few seconds, then interrupted her, "Eat them..." She closed her eyes, raised her hand, and swallowed the pills. After our "breakfast," we hurriedly went to our meeting. For the next two days, besides work and meals, we explored each other's bodies, squandered our bodily fluids, and made love tirelessly. When I left, I kept . Our short but wonderful "honeymoon" is over, and we're back in a familiar city, back with familiar people. But the story continues, just in a different way...

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