It's all the house's fault

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The images in her mind were so vivid. Yaqun shook her head violently, trying to banish them, but they surged forth even more fiercely, every detail playing out in slow motion.

Her first time performing oral sex on a man—yes, it wasn't her husband. Her husband had never experienced oral service from her until his death. Every time Yaqun considered doing this for her husband, she feared he would look down on her, a man of old-fashioned learning. But her husband, too, never knew that his supposedly pure and innocent wife, the most beautiful woman in the courtyard, had long since become the forbidden fruit of his superior, the dean!

It was the dean's penis, a penis that had recklessly ejaculated inside her chaste vagina just a minute earlier, covered in her shameful vaginal fluid and the man's semen, its ugly muzzle still dripping with pre-ejaculate, viciously thrust towards her lips. She turned her face away in disgust, but the voice she could never forget echoed in her ears.

"Take it in, lick it clean, otherwise, hmph... Dr. Ya, it's all for nothing, have you thought it through, hmph..." After a moment of silence, Ya Qun blankly loosened her clenched teeth. Even now, Ya Qun wasn't sure if she had opened her mouth willingly or if the man had held her head and pried open her mouth with the penis that had just violated her. But what difference did it make? Ya Qun only remembered the man excitedly and roughly thrusting into her mouth like it was her vagina, faster and deeper with each stroke. She felt like she was about to suffocate. She felt her tears, snot, saliva, and of course, the semen and even her urine that had been poured into her vagina, which she hadn't had time to clean, all gushing out at that moment. It was then that Ya Qun truly felt like she had become a complete prostitute, a despicable woman.

"What is my daughter doing now..."

Ya-qun murmured to herself repeatedly. Each worry brought back vivid memories of the humiliations she had suffered years ago. Ever since that first time, in her own home, to secure a house that rightfully belonged to her and her husband, she had to humble herself and beg the hospital director. Although the director's reputation for womanizing was common knowledge in the hospital, Ya-qun still felt compelled to try. For safety, she deliberately arranged to meet the director for lunch during her break, thinking it would be much safer than going directly to his office. Even if someone saw her, at least they wouldn't suspect anything. But little did Ya-qun know that before she could even speak, the director had already said everything, leaving her only the choice of agreeing or disagreeing.

"Dr. Ya, we're both adults. I know you've come to me today because you need something. So I won't beat around the bush. In short, how will you thank me? Just tell me..." "Well... Director, the old man and I are both long-time staff at the hospital. You see... this time with the hospital's housing allocation, shouldn't we..." "I understand, Dr. Ya. But you know there are many hospitals needing housing allocations. As the director, let me be frank with you! My standard is based on who's close to me. Everyone has their own favorites, right? Naturally, people side with those closest to them, right, Dr. Ya? So..." "Director, the old man and I support you. Don't worry, from now on you can call us 'the couple'." "We'll do whatever you want, we'll definitely help the dean with his work..." "Hehe... Dr. Ya, what do you mean by being close to me?" "This..." "Hehe... Dr. Ya, being close to a man and woman means having a penis inserted into a vagina. I have this penis, and you have this vagina, Dr. Ya. It just depends on whether our Dr. Ya is willing to be close to me..." "Ah! Dean... you... you have some self-respect, I... I have a husband, you... you..." Although Ya Qun had subconsciously prepared himself when he asked him out, even prepared to let this lecher take advantage of him, he still instinctively refused when this lecher made such a blatant suggestion.

"Hehe... Dr. Ya, since you've already made things clear, I might as well remind you again. If you agree now, you're guaranteed a room. I promise. If you wait a few days to agree, you'll just have to wait. But even so, Dr. Ya, I'm going to fuck that little cunt in your pants sooner or later. Dr. Ya, you should think about it carefully. It's the same whether I fuck you sooner or later, it makes a big difference! Hehehe..." Ya Qun regretted her rebuttal to the lecherous dean as soon as she heard it. Although the lecherous man's words made her feel extremely humiliated, Ya Qun's pretty face turned red, and she even felt a tingling sensation and dampness in her lower body.

"What am I doing! Wasn't I planning to beg him in a lowly manner? But... but... today? Is it today that I'm going to... going to be raped by him..." The thought that she could not escape the fate of being raped by this lecherous man made Yaqun feel her vagina spasm involuntarily, and a hot flow suddenly gushed out. She had no choice but to awkwardly clench her legs tightly to give her restless labia and gushing vagina timely comfort.

Yaqun couldn't remember how she agreed to be with this lecherous man, or even how she led him to her family's cramped apartment. When Yaqun regained clear memory, she was already bent over on the edge of her bed with her husband, the hem of her dress lifted high and dangling askew on her back. Her last line of defense had pitifully fallen to one of her ankles, and the crotch of her underwear, soaked with her own wet fluids, was pressed against her bare heel, giving Yaqun an embarrassingly cold and slippery feeling. Yaqun knew it was her shameful, lustful fluids.

[The End]

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