Spring is in full bloom

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(I)
As the school sang farewell songs, Luo Shiran stepped out of the school gate. His years of student life ended with those blessings and goodbyes.
Graduation meant unemployment, and the most pressing issue was survival. Alas! How could he solve this headache? Moreover, Luo Shiran was merely a twenty-year-old vocational school graduate; in today's society, how many people were like him? These heavy questions lingered in Luo Shiran's mind.
After many days of agonizing thought and job hunting, he returned disappointed each time. His anxiety grew daily; his only hope, all his fantasies, rested on the small advertisements in the newspapers.
Every morning, Luo Shiran would go to the public newspaper reading area to look for suitable jobs among the job postings. Each time, it was like searching for a needle in a haystack. For over ten days, he found nothing. Either his education wasn't sufficient, or his experience was insufficient. After several days of running around, his confidence was almost completely shattered.
Under a clear blue sky and bright sunshine, Luo Shiran walked aimlessly, unaware of how much time had passed. His feet moved slowly forward, his mind drifting through countless beautiful dreams.
Suddenly, a piercing horn blared, jolting him awake. Looking up, he couldn't help but smile bitterly; he had reached a park. "Fine," he thought, "I have nowhere else to go. A park might kill some time."
Couples strolled hand-in-hand, whispering sweet nothings along the Lovers' Path. The men were all so handsome, the women so gentle and affectionate—it was truly enviable. But
Luo Shiran had no interest in watching them. He simply found a spot to sit, cupped his face in his hands, and stared at the blue sky, his mind preoccupied with thoughts of life and shelter.
Suddenly, in the flowerbeds opposite him, a couple kissed passionately and for a long time under the bright sun. Luo Shiran's heart skipped a beat, a surge of sexual desire burning within him...
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew a newspaper into his arms. He picked it up, glanced at it aimlessly, then turned it over and smiled knowingly.
A small job advertisement appeared before him: "Seeking male applicants, aged 20-23, high school or vocational school graduate. Please come to xx Road, xx No. in this city for interviews daily from 2 PM to 4 PM."
After reading this advertisement, a new hope arose in Luo Shiran's heart. He left the park, newspaper in hand, squeezed onto a bus, and headed towards the company.
On the bus, Luo Shiran checked his ID card and graduation certificate. He still had more than ten copies of his previously written resume in his pocket. Feeling a little more at ease, he began planning how to pass the test.
The bus was getting more and more crowded, and it was moving slower and slower. Luo Shiran, anxious and worried, feared she might miss her stop. To make matters worse, the bus required two separate tickets; at the middle stop, the driver stopped, and the conductor had to collect tickets from each passenger. After everyone had gotten off, they started collecting tickets from those getting on, wasting another ten minutes. With a "beep," thank God, the bus finally started moving. She didn't know how much time had passed, but she finally arrived at her destination. After getting off, Luo Shiran straightened her clothes and started looking for her way down the street according to the building numbers.
When she reached the company, she saw thirty or forty people already waiting.
Luo Shiran completed the application process and waited. She assessed each applicant; most were dressed in suits, while she was still wearing a school uniform and had a buzz cut. She felt her chances were slim, and her anxiety grew.
Then, a clear voice called her name.
Luo Shiran stood up: "I am Luo Shiran."
"Mr. Luo, please come to the general manager's office."
Following the directions, Luo Shiran entered the general manager's office.
At a large glass desk sat an elderly gentleman, wearing glasses, a sharp suit, and with a serious demeanor; he appeared to be over sixty years old.
"Please sit down. Are you Mr. Luo Shiran?
" "Yes."
"Where have you worked before?"
"I'm a recent graduate. I haven't worked before because my family is in Vietnam. After Vietnam fell to bandits, I lost contact with my parents. I've been looking for work since graduation, but it's difficult because I have no experience and low education. I saw your company's job posting in the newspaper today, so I came to give it a try."
"Mr. Luo, you are very honest and simple. I think you have a bright future. I've spoken with all the applicants today, but unfortunately, my company is too small to hire top talent. If you're willing to accept a lower position, I'd like to hire you. Would you be willing?"
"I'm willing to give it a try. Thank you, General Manager."
"Then, Mr. Luo, what is your desired salary?"
"General Manager, I don't care about that. As long as I can maintain my basic living standards, that's fine." "
Good! I'll give you a monthly salary of seven thousand yuan. Food and accommodation will be provided by the company. If you're willing, I hope you can move in tomorrow." "
Thank you. I'd be happy to do it. May I ask which department I'll be working in?"
"Oh, right! I haven't told you yet, I own a company here, but most of my business is in the Americas, where I'm often. I have a villa here, and some of my family lives here. There's also some land around the villa, but since no one is taking care of it or managing it, and the company can't spare any people, I'd like to ask for your help. You can move in and live near the villa; the environment there is very quiet. If you want to use it to study more, it would be an ideal place."
"Thank you, Chairman, I'm truly grateful. I will definitely work hard to repay you." "
Mr. Luo, you're welcome. Here's my business card. I'll send a car to pick you up from the company tomorrow, and then we'll go to the villa together." "Chairman
, there's no need to send a car. My luggage is simple; I can take the bus. Don't bother. I'll come to the company myself tomorrow morning."
"Alright, I'll wait for you at the company."
"Chairman, I'll take my leave now. See you tomorrow."
Luo Shiran bowed deeply to the chairman at a 140-degree angle, walked out of the company, and headed towards the bus stop.
"Oh dear! I'm so forgetful. I called him 'Chairman' for ages, but I don't even know his name. He gave me a business card, and I was so nervous I didn't even look at it. I'm so clueless."
Luo Shiran thought to himself, then picked up the business card and looked at it.
"Goodness, so it's this tycoon."
The business card had the three big characters "Jia Sizhen" printed on it. He often saw his name in the newspapers; he was a billionaire with a rather scandalous private life, and his name frequently appeared in gossip news. He had many mistresses and luxurious residences in various places.
As he was thinking, the bus arrived. He jumped on, and the bus was no longer crowded. He even had a seat, and his mood lightened considerably. The bus seemed to speed up, and in the blink of an eye, they arrived.
Jia Sizhen led him to the villa and explained the general layout to him.
"Shiran, this is my private property. I have a concubine and her cousin living here, with only one maid. Since they are all women, I'm asking you to manage and take care of them. The work is simple; the company will send the monthly expenses."
"Yes, Chairman, I will do as you instruct."
"Alright, don't mention it. Ah Jiao!"
A maid, around twenty-two years old, entered the living room at the chairman's call. She possessed a fit figure, rosy cheeks, large breasts, and long legs, her hips swaying, her breasts bobbing as she entered. Luo Shiran adopted
a hypocritical expression, avoiding eye contact with this fiery woman.
"Ajiao, go and invite the concubine,"
Jia Sizhen instructed Ajiao. Shortly after, a young woman entered the living room. Lin Ying, a twenty-five-year-old woman, was exceptionally beautiful. She had fair skin, a round, delicate face, and often wore a smile, her dimples always appearing on her face. Her full breasts stood high, swaying as she walked, as if about to leap from her clothes. Her slender waist and large hips swayed with her gait, and her long, slender, fair legs were so delicate and shapely that they were captivating. Her perfect figure and alluring demeanor were enough to make one's soul tremble.
"Sizhen, is that you calling me?" A sweet, coquettish voice reached my ears, pleasing to the ear.
"Come, Xiaoying, let me introduce you. This is Mr. Luo Shiran. I invited him to help manage things here, so you can relax a bit. If you need anything, just ask him to handle it. We can arrange for Mr. Luo to stay downstairs. Xiaoying, is that alright?"
"Madam, hello!"
He blushed and greeted Lin Ying softly, not daring to raise his head or look directly at her. She was wearing a backless dress and white shorts, revealing almost half of her fair buttocks, which aroused some impure thoughts.
"Okay! Oh, right, from now on, just call me Miss Lin. Don't call me 'Auntie,' it sounds so cheesy."
"Yes! Yes! From now on, just call me Miss Lin. It was my oversight not to tell Shiran first. I'm sorry, please don't be angry!"
"Get lost! Who's angry with you? Ajiao, has Mr. Luo's room been arranged?" Lin Ying asked Ajiao.
"Miss, I'll go arrange it right away." Ajiao said and walked out of the living room.
"Shiran, you and Ajiao go see how to arrange it, you can also help Ajiao! Don't be so polite here, be natural." Jia Sizhen's words were a way of telling them to leave.
"Yes, Chairman."
Luo Shiran said and left, going to tidy up the room with Ajiao.
Seeing that everyone in the living room had left, Jia Sizhen immediately revealed a lecherous smile.
"Baby, come, come, sit on my lap, let me kiss you."
"You shameless rascal." Lin Ying said and plopped down on Jia Sizhen's lap.
Jia Sizhen's eyes narrowed into slits with delight. He wrapped his arms around Lin Ying's slender waist, kissing her face repeatedly, his hands roaming over her fair, tender legs.
"You rascal, it tickles so much, it's so uncomfortable. Behave yourself, okay?"
"This, this, my darling, I love you to death! Quickly take out your nipples and let me suckle!" After saying that, he reached out to unbutton Lin Ying's shirt.
"You old lecher, you're going to die. How can I wait until tonight in bed to give you some?" Lin Ying said, while using one hand to feel inside Jia Sizhen's pants.
He laughed heartily and lay flat on the sofa.
Lin Ying knew what the old man wanted to do, so she used her hand to pull open the front of Jia's pants, took out his penis from his underwear, pinched it with two fingers, and shook it up and down for a long time without getting it hard.
"Sweetheart, use your hands to stroke it up and down, how can it get hard like this?"
"You old fool, who wants you to get hard? We'll discuss it tonight."
As he spoke, Old Man Jia reached out to pull down Lin Ying's pants, but Lin Ying quickly closed her legs tightly, not allowing him to take them off.
"What's wrong with you? How can you do this in the living room? There are glass windows on all sides. Be careful someone sees us. My cousin is coming back soon."
"Oh, who cares? I
can't hold back anymore." "I'm telling you, just bear with it for now. I promise I'll satisfy you tonight. Now I'll take off my pants so you can touch them and quench your thirst, but you can't do anything. I'm telling you this now, otherwise, I won't even take my pants off, and you'll be so impatient." "
Okay, okay! Take them off quickly, let me touch them properly."
Lin Ying stood up, looked around, and seeing that no one was outside, unzipped her hot pants, pulled down one leg, and stood facing him.
Seeing that Lin Ying's pants were off, he quickly grabbed her large, tender white buttocks, put on his reading glasses, and lay down on the sofa. She straddled the sofa, standing next to Old Man Jia.
He saw that Lin Ying's vulva was exposed, a patch of dark pubic hair growing on her genitals, her labia majora a tender red, slightly protruding outwards, and her vulva seemed moist. Old Man Jia swallowed hard, panting, and quickly touched her pubic hair with his hand, then ran his fingers around her vulva, making her tremble and causing her to leak juices.
"You rascal, it tickles so much," Lin Ying said, then lifted her thigh and straddled his face, her tender vulva directly facing his mouth.
Old Jia couldn't resist any longer. He rubbed his nose against her pubic hair and said, "Has your little pussy been washed?"
"You rascal, smell it! It's good for you, you don't know?"
Old Jia really smelled it, and sure enough, there was a fragrance. He inhaled it and, without thinking twice, kissed Lin Ying's pussy again and again, sticking out his tongue to lick the edges of her pussy, making her little pussy drip with juices. His licking skills were truly masterful. He stuck his tongue into her pussy and licked and sucked, making her moan. It was so wonderful that it couldn't be more wonderful. He quickly put his thigh down from the sofa.
"You old pervert, you're so good at this! You've made me all aroused. I don't want to do this anymore, I'll play with you tonight." After she finished speaking, she quickly put on her pants and smiled at him.
"My darling, you're killing me! You're not coming when things are at their most important! Fine! You'll have to let me have my fun tonight. I'm so uncomfortable right now. Come on, little darling, help me touch my penis."
Lin Ying turned around and saw that Old Man Jia's penis was still outside his pants. She reached out and grabbed it. It was a little hard when she touched it. Lin Ying then moved it up and down on it. After a while, Old Man Jia's penis really got hard, and she grabbed it.
"Good man, when we sleep in bed tonight, your cock should be this hard so my little hole can feel good and comfortable, okay?"
"If you put in more effort, it will definitely be hard, I guarantee your little hole will be satisfied."
"Satisfied my ass, my cock is only three inches long."
"Don't keep pouring cold water on me, just enough to stop the itching, three inches is enough to make you call me brother, isn't it?"
"You old pervert, you even bring up things that happen in bed, you're shameless."
"What are you afraid of? We can talk about anything, whether it's in bed or on the floor."
At this moment, the sound of high heels came from the yard towards the living room. Lin Ying quickly stuffed his cock into his pants, making him cry out because of the force, and quickly zipped up his pants and sat up.
"Cousin, where are you?"
The voice arrived before she did. An eighteen-year-old girl with long hair and a captivating figure was there. She wore a short-sleeved white shirt and a black mini-skirt. She had a fit physique, fair skin with a rosy glow, and a pair of exquisite and elastic breasts that trembled as she moved. She was dressed like a student, but she was already incredibly alluring.
This young lady is Lin Ying's cousin, Huang Ling. Like a ripe apple, she exudes an irresistible charm.
A high school graduate about to graduate, she's very lively and loves being around people. Her presence always brings life to the house. She often brings her close female classmates home, making Lin Ying's lonely days much more bearable.
Old Man Jia can only stay here for about ten days a year at most, so he arranged for Lin Ying's cousin to live here.
"Hey! Brother-in-law, you're back. Why are you coming home so early these past few days? Are you leaving again soon?
How can you be so affectionate in broad daylight? Aren't you afraid Ah Jiao will see us..."
Before Huang Ling could finish speaking, Lin Ying grabbed her hair: "You brat, do you want to die? Talking nonsense! I'll hit you!"
"Good sister, let go of me! It hurts! I'm doing this for your own good, I'm speaking up for you and you're messing with me! Let go! Your hands are dirty."
"Little girl, what are you saying? I'll tear your mouth apart!"
After saying that, Lin Ying really reached out to grab her face, and she quickly dodged.
Old Jia also stood up, standing between the two of them to separate them: "Alright, you two stop arguing. Huang Ling, let me tell you, I've hired a manager to run this place today. From now on, he'll be in charge of everything here. Don't throw a tantrum at him."
"Brother-in-law, when have I ever thrown a tantrum? You've seen it a few times, so forget it. I'm ignoring you two, so I don't end up being sandwiched in here."
Huang Ling deliberately twisted her body, her breasts swaying incessantly. She then took heavier steps, swaying her hips as she went upstairs.
Old Jia's mouth watered, his eyes narrowed into slits, and he sighed, "Ah! The little apple is ripe, it's ready to eat."
"What did you say, you old lecher? If you dare touch her, I'll kill you."
"No, my darling, don't worry. I'm not Vajra, and even you and I don't have the power to satisfy you. Why would I want this little apple?"
(II)
Night fell, the surroundings were quiet, and everything was beginning to drift off to sleep. The villa was also quiet.
Soft light shone from Lin Ying's bedroom, and the color on the bed reflected the light, revealing a captivating ambiance.
Old Jia was soaking in the bathtub, and Lin Ying stood naked beside it, wiping his back with a towel. The young woman's naked body was fully exposed before him, her hands constantly caressing his body, her breasts swaying, teasing him until he cried out, "My dear darling!"
"My darling, sit down, let me suckle your nipples."
She sat on the edge of the bathtub with a smile, her two large, round, snow-white nipples displayed before him. He stroked the freshly peeled nipples with his hand.
"I can give them to you, but don't bite me!"
"I won't, my darling, come a little closer."
Lin Ying leaned forward, and Old Man Jia hurriedly sat up, kissing her two large nipples repeatedly. She put her tender nipples into his mouth, and he sucked on them as if they were precious treasures, licking them with his tongue, making all the pores on her body open. She kept moaning softly:
"Oh, it's so itchy, so comfortable, suck a little harder, oh! It's killing me, I'm going to die, you're so good at this!"
Lin Ying kept moaning softly, and he sucked desperately.
"Good brother, my hole is so itchy and uncomfortable. It feels like something is crawling inside. It's killing me with itchiness. I won't let you eat it anymore. I want your cock inside my hole. My hole is going to itch to death. Come on! You rascal, let's go to bed and fuck each other!"
"Sweetheart, straddle me with your thighs. Let me see if there are any worms in your tender little hole."
She seemed drunk, and without answering, she lifted her thighs, spread her legs, and straddled the bathtub, her hole facing his face. He first touched her hole with his hand. Her hole was constantly flowing with water. He wiped the water from her hole with a towel and then kissed her hole.
She felt something soft and warm being inserted into her hole. That thing was licking her hole. Her body couldn't help but shudder. It felt numb and comfortable, but it wasn't just itchy. Her juices kept flowing out, and Old Man Jia's mouth was full of her juices.
"Little darling, why are you so wet?"
"It's all because you teased me so much, I'm almost dying. Good brother, hurry up and get on the bed! Use your cock and your pussy! Otherwise I'll die, see if you feel bad for me."
"Okay! Okay! Hurry up, my cock is hard."
The two returned to the bedroom naked. Lin Ying didn't have time to lie down on the bed, her two pink legs spread wide, waiting for him to mount her.
He returned to the bedroom, his lust subsided, and his cock went soft again. Lin Ying's eyes were burning with anger, and she quickly tried to masturbate him with her hand. She masturbated him more than a hundred times, but he still couldn't get hard again and couldn't insert it. Lin Ying got anxious and quickly sat up, took his cock into her mouth, and sucked hard, as if blowing on it. After this, his cock finally got hard.
"Good brother, hurry up and put it in, I'm so itchy!"
Old Jia's spirits were lifted, he pulled her two snow-white thighs high onto his shoulders, aimed his penis at her opening, and thrust it in.
She felt something hot and hard pushing into her, her vagina felt so full, she knew the old man's penis was inside.
"Sweetheart, isn't it beautiful, is it good?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he started working hard, pressing his buttocks down, thrusting his penis into her vagina, and pumping vigorously.
"Oh! Good brother, it's in, it feels so good."
Old Jia thrust desperately, her juices flowing freely, "squirt, squelch," her vagina making sounds, after thrusting for a while, he stopped.
"Good brother, it feels so good, thrust harder with your penis!"
Encouraged by Lin Ying, he had all his strength, thrusting desperately, her juices flowing freely, his penis and vagina only making "squirt, squelch" sounds.
Lin Ying seemed to be in the sky, her delicate moans and cries continuing.
He exerted all his energy, his movements fluid and swaying, making Lin Ying so comfortable she could only gasp for breath. She held the old man tightly, her tender orifice squeezing tightly with each pleasurable sensation. His penis went numb, his buttocks tingled, and a stream of hot semen shot into her.
Lin Ying felt a warm sensation in her orifice, knowing that Old Jia had ejaculated.
"You good-for-nothing! You gave up just as I was starting to feel good! It's infuriating! My orifice is so itchy now, what am I supposed to do? You're killing me!"
He was panting heavily, trying to comfort her, "I'm sorry, my darling, I'll make you feel better tomorrow."
"Better my foot! You made me so wet, and you finished in less than five minutes! What am I supposed to do all night? How am I supposed to endure this?"
"Be patient, my little darling, go to sleep!"
Old Jia lay down and fell fast asleep.
She was so angry she could only grit her teeth. Her vagina was itchy, and her juices kept flowing out. What could she do? It was better not to do it, but doing it made her feel terrible. Thinking about it, she couldn't hold back any longer. She quickly ran into the bathroom, turned on the tap to let the hot water run, and reached down with one hand. She inserted one finger into her vagina and thrust it in and out repeatedly. After doing this three or four hundred times, her tender vagina felt numb and then sore. A sour feeling came over her. A bunch of white foamy water shot out of her vagina with a "plop, plop, gurgle" sound. She felt a comfortable sensation in her buttocks. Her two plump, snow-white buttocks swayed and rocked a few times before she collapsed into the bathtub, panting heavily.
About an hour later, she slowly stood up, feeling weak in her limbs, but the itching in her vagina had finally stopped…
Back in the bedroom, Lin Ying saw Old Man Jia sleeping on her bed, looking like a pig, and felt a surge of disgust. But then she thought, for the sake of money and a comfortable life, she should endure it for now.
Time passed quickly. Luo Shiran had been here for almost a week. In these six or seven days, he had been very careful, meticulous in his work, and polite to everyone. Old Man Jia, Lin Ying, and Huang Ling all felt that although he was young, he was very capable and good at handling things. Although it had only been a few days, Jia Sizhen already trusted him completely.
Due to the busyness of his business, Old Man Jia finally left after giving his instructions.
Luo Shiran had indeed been very busy these past two days, handling Old Man Jia's personal affairs. On the day Old Man Jia was leaving, Lin Ying, Huang Ling, and some people from the company all gathered at the airport to see him off. After the plane took off, Lin Ying and Huang Ling took Luo Shiran back to the villa. The villa returned to its usual tranquility, except for the addition of Luo Shiran.
Ajiao, a woman in her mid-twenties, was the head housekeeper. She was an outgoing and beauty-conscious woman, unmarried but with a not-so-handsome boyfriend, with whom she frequently met secretly at the villa.
Luo Shiran, a young man fresh out of school, was also a man with a strong sex drive. Living in such a sensual environment, his experience was quite unpredictable. In the days since Old Man Jia left, Luo Shiran had been carefully observing his habits and daily routines as a guide for his future actions.
Because Ajiao lived downstairs and was the closest person to Luo Shiran, he felt a strange connection with her. He felt something was missing if he didn't speak to her at least a few times each day, so he paid her special attention.
What struck Luo Shiran as most unusual was Ajiao's behavior every night. Every night, Lin Ying and Huang Ling stayed upstairs and rarely went downstairs. Even if they had something to do, they would ask Ajiao to come upstairs to do it.
At eleven o'clock that night, Ajiao gently knocked on Luo Shiran's door:
"Mr. Luo, are you asleep? Please open the door. I have something to tell you."
Luo Shiran opened the door, looking at Ajiao with a grin and a lustful gaze. She was wearing a mini dress, with jet-black hair, a pair of exquisite eyes, and fair skin. Although her breasts were not as large and alluring as Lin Ying's and Huang Ling's, they were still dynamic and very attractive. They made one want to hold her in their arms and caress her. In addition, Ajiao had a seductive charm when she spoke, which indeed made him infatuated.
"Miss Ajiao, please come in. My room is a mess, so please sit on any chair you like! What's wrong?"
Ajiao laughed when she saw his somewhat erratic behavior.
"Mr. Luo, don't bother. It's nothing serious. I just saw you were still awake so late, so I came in to let you know. You don't need to worry about the front door; I lock it every night. Miss told me to. I was afraid you'd be worried about the security, so I'm letting you know. I'm sorry to bother you so late; please get some rest!"
"Miss Ajiao, thank you. Don't be so polite! Please sit for a while before you leave."
Ajiao stood up with a grin and turned to go back to her room.
"Forget it, what's it like sitting in your room in the middle of the night? I'm leaving."
She deliberately swayed her round bottom as she returned to her room and closed the door.
Luo Shiran, amused by her antics, seemed lost in thought, standing dumbfounded at the doorway, staring at her room. Luo Shiran, inexperienced and with only a superficial understanding of matters between men and women, had hugged and kissed female classmates at school, and frequently experienced sexual urges, often resulting in an erection. He knew about intercourse, but had never actually done it and didn't know how. His penis would always get hard when he saw Lin Ying, Huang Ling, and now Ajiao.
Whenever he was painfully hard in the early morning or at midnight, Luo Shiran would masturbate to relieve the problem. Lately, Ajiao's teasing had made it hard for him to resist; he had wanted to hug and kiss this seductive woman many times, but he didn't know how to have sex. What if Ajiao wanted him to have sex and he didn't know how? That would be so embarrassing. This was a problem he couldn't solve.

It was a quiet and cool night, and everyone was asleep. Luo Shiran turned off the lights in his room and lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. Lin Ying's image kept appearing in his mind—her beautiful face and full breasts. Turning around again, Huang Ling's long, beautiful legs, delicate skin, and round buttocks were captivating. Ah Jiao's alluring eyes, slender waist, swaying hips, and charming smile were enough to steal one's life. Luo Shiran, as if drunk, couldn't help but let his imagination run wild.
Suddenly, there was a light tapping sound outside the door, three times in a row. Luo Shiran felt something strange was about to happen, so he quietly got up and went to the window to look.
Ah Jiao's door opened. She carefully walked to the door and whispered, "Is that you? What time is it?"
"Five minutes to twelve."
Ah Jiao gently opened the door, and a man entered. His face was unclear, but he seemed quite strong. The man immediately embraced Ah Jiao and kissed her passionately.
Ah Jiao pointed to my room, telling the man to be quiet. The two held hands and went into the room together. Ah Jiao's door closed. Luo Shiran's heart pounded like a deer's. She quietly left the room, barefoot and without even slippers, afraid of disturbing Ajiao and the others. She walked to the window at the back of her room. The window was partially closed, but one corner was missing—perhaps it would never close.
Peeking through the gap, she saw a man sitting in a chair, Ajiao sitting on his lap. He held her in his arms, and she wrapped her arms around his neck. They were kissing passionately, for a long, intense time.
He was caressing her breasts, and she was softly moaning, her eyes closed, savoring the sweet touch and kiss. Ajiao's legs seemed to be shifting uncomfortably, sometimes on one side, sometimes crossed over, constantly moving.
Suddenly, Ah Jiao automatically took off her outer skirt, revealing a pair of fair and tender thighs. Her thighs, reflected in the light, were incredibly beautiful. She wore a white mesh panty, exposing most of her delicate white buttocks. Between her thighs, dark pubic hair was faintly visible through the panty.
The man unceremoniously removed Ah Jiao's top and bra. Ah Jiao didn't stop him; instead, she smiled and let him take them off, revealing her nipples. Although not large, they were firm and elastic. The man fondled Ah Jiao's nipples, making them protrude, while Ah Jiao continued to smile.
"Good man, you haven't come for so long, I've missed you so much," Ah Jiao whispered.
"Has your chairman left?" the man asked Ah Jiao.
"I left a long time ago. If you don't come tonight, I'll come find you tomorrow. And tell you, keep your voice down. We've hired a manager here; he's staying in the room across the street. We should keep things quiet.
" "Haven't you been here long? Are you a smooth talker or not?"
"Just a few days here. Smooth talker my foot! He blushes when he sees a woman, talks with his head down, looks like a recent graduate, only twenty years old. Seems very honest."
Luo Shiran hadn't expected Ajiao to use him as a topic of conversation, and to describe himself so ridiculously. This showed that Ajiao was quite a shameless woman.
"Oh, it tickles so much! Why didn't you shave your beard?" Ajiao whispered.
The man kissed Ajiao wildly on her body, face, and chest, sucking on her nipples until she writhed.
Ajiao pulled down his pants with her hand. The man's penis was hard and almost touching his stomach. Ajiao laughed happily and quickly touched his penis, stroking it up and down. His penis was as hard as an iron rod.
Luo Shiran looked closely and saw that the man's penis was smaller and thicker than his own, at most four inches long. The head of his penis was red from Ajiao's stroking.
Ajiao was really busy at this time, constantly touching his penis with both hands, and also busy taking off her own panties. As soon as the man saw Ajiao's vulva, he reached out to touch it. Ajiao spread her legs wide open for the man to touch. Under her dark pubic hair was a wet vulva, and the man inserted his fingers.
Ajiao seemed to be drunk, and her vaginal fluids just kept flowing out. Both of them were bare, one with a hard, erect penis, and the other with just flowing fluids.
Luo Shiran's eyes were burning with desire, and his penis also became hard. It was so hard that he had to squeeze his penis with his hand, and the more he squeezed, the harder it became.
"Good brother, my hole is so itchy, it's killing me! Come to bed quickly, put your cock in my hole! Help me stop the itch, hurry up!"
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"Come on up! Put your cock inside my hole."
The man flipped over and straddled her, then lifted Ah Jiao's legs high and placed them on his shoulders. Ah Jiao's hole was very high, and Ah Jiao was happy and just smiled. She quickly grabbed the man's cock and stuffed it into her hole. The man pressed down with his buttocks and pushed hard. Ah Jiao opened her mouth, rolled her eyes, and let out a "ouch!" Ah Jiao hugged the man tightly.
"ouch! Good brother, it's in."
After inserting it, the man paused for about a minute, then started to thrust, pushing his buttocks down hard. Ah Jiao just panted. The man thrust hard, and Ah Jiao's buttocks also swayed, and she used her hole to meet him. Their bellies bumped together, making a "thump! thump!" sound.
The man thrust forcefully, and Ah Jiao's vagina made a "squeak..." sound, while Ah Jiao softly moaned.
"Oh my! My vagina... feels so good... good brother, thrust harder!"
The man thrust wildly, making her pant heavily, bringing her to the brink of ecstasy. Ah Jiao was starting to feel overwhelmed. She held the man tightly, but he continued to thrust into her tender vagina, which suddenly made "squeak, squelch, squelch, gurgle..." sounds. After a while, only white fluid flowed from Ah Jiao's vaginal opening.
The two stopped moving, still embracing tightly, the man's penis still inside her vagina. Ah Jiao closed her eyes, breathing heavily, and slowly fell asleep.
Luo Shiran, watching Ah Jiao being penetrated, also had a rock-hard penis. He squeezed his large penis and vigorously stroked it for a while, just about to thrust even harder, when he saw Ah Jiao's buttocks sway twice.
"Good brother, I'm itchy again, what should I do! Ouch! It's so itchy, good brother, please thrust harder!"
As Ah Jiao cried out, the man's buttocks lifted up again, and very high, even pulling his penis out. Ah Jiao panicked when she realized his penis was out.
"How can you thrust like that! Your penis is all the way out."
Before she could finish speaking, the man thrust in again with great force, "Squeak," and it went in again, then pulled out, thrusting hundreds of times.
"Oh! My pussy is going to be torn apart."
The man seemed to have gone mad, using this method of thrusting all the way in, focusing on the pussy, thrusting again and again. Ah Jiao was panting heavily, her eyes rolled back, her mouth opened wide, and her buttocks kept moving up and down, constantly crying out:
"Oh! My pussy... dear husband, you're killing me, I'll feel so good, this is so good!"
The man was even more energetic after Ah Jiao's wild and wanton cries. He kissed Ah Jiao's two thighs again and again, making Ah Jiao feel as if she was floating on clouds. He pulled out his penis and then thrust it in again and again, pulling out and thrusting in... repeatedly.
"My heart... is so itchy, big cock brother... I'm so beautiful, so comfortable, I'll be fucked to death by big cock brother tonight."
Luo Shiran heard Ah Jiao's wanton cries and couldn't hold back anymore. He vigorously stroked his big cock, but his cock was only letting out long breaths. Since Bo and the others heard it, they had no choice but to endure it and not want to watch.
However, she changed her moaning style, and the man continued to forcefully pull out his penis and thrust it back in, pushing her high. Ah Jiao's head thrashed from side to side as she was being fucked, constantly swallowing saliva, her buttocks thrusting upwards with all her might.
Inside Ah Jiao's vagina, a series of "gurgling" sounds turned into "plop plop, plop plop, plop plop.
" "...I'm almost there...I'm feeling sore...numb...my vaginal opening is dry...my vaginal opening...I can't take it anymore."
After moaning like this for a while, Ah Jiao tilted her head, let go of her hands, and lay motionless on the bed, as if dead. The man pulled out his penis, and Ah Jiao lowered her legs. Streams of white semen flowed from her vagina.
The man wiped her vagina with toilet paper, then wiped his own penis; her vagina was red and open from being fucked.
The man spoke to Ajiao, but she remained silent and motionless, her thighs still spread wide, her pubic hair completely wet. Ajiao was as limp as cotton, sleeping naked.
The man lay down beside her, holding her as he slept, his penis limp and tucked into her pubic hair, about the size of a large peanut.
They had been having sex for about an hour. Luo Shiran's lust was burning intensely. Although they had finished, his penis was still hard, and seeing Ajiao being penetrated by someone else made him feel very sad.
Luo Shiran looked inside again. Ajiao was sleeping there, her snow-white flesh, her vagina red from being penetrated. He thought about how comfortable they had felt just now, and wondered how good it must have been. Thinking about it, he took his penis out of his pants again, squeezed it with his hand, and vigorously stroked it. After a while, he felt a numbness in his buttocks, a tingling in his nose, and a swelling inside his penis. It felt so good, and streams of semen shot out from the slit of his penis head. He ejaculated quite a distance and a lot of fluid. Although he felt a sense of comfort, it wasn't very pleasurable, definitely not as good as penetration.
Luo Shiran dragged his tired body back to his room, drowsily lying on the bed and falling asleep without even taking off his clothes.
Since arriving here, he had been getting up very early every day. Except for Huang Ling, who had to go to school, Ajiao got up at ten, and Lin Ying didn't get up until eleven.
After last night's events, coupled with vigorous masturbation, Luo Shiran was exhausted. He slept soundly until two in the afternoon, only to be called by Ajiao to eat. Seeing that it was already two o'clock, he hurriedly put on his clothes, hastily washed his face, and went to the dining room.
Passing through the living room, Luo Shiran saw Lin Ying, wearing a pink backless top and extremely short hot pants, her high breasts protruding, and her legs exposed.
Lin Ying lay lazily on the sofa, her hands behind her head, one leg stretched out and the other crossed over the other. If she raised her leg any higher, her alluring vulva would be exposed, and he dared not look. He casually said, "Good morning, Miss Lin."
Lin Ying's melodious voice softly replied, "Early? It's already past two in the afternoon. Mr. Luo, are you feeling unwell? Your eyes are red."
"No, I'm sorry, I overslept today. I'm so sorry," he replied, his face flushing slightly. He lowered his head and headed towards the dining room.
"It's alright! There's nothing else to do here anyway. Sleeping a little longer won't hurt. Ah Jiao also doesn't get up until after ten every day, and sometimes she even sleeps in and doesn't know when to eat lunch. Don't always be so polite. Now go and eat!"

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