[Urban] The Drunken Fragrance of the Mortal World II - 16-18

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Two hundred and ninety. The lingering fragrance of the toilet.

Zhou Menglong, supporting her fragrant buttocks, turned around and used Zheng Yuru's back to block the door. "You were already teasing me so much, and now, now you're giving me, giving me your big hands to touch my, my breasts, and, and my big butt, I, I, I'm so itchy, so itchy. Menglong, come in quickly, I, I really feel a little, a little unbearable, unbearable!"

Zheng Yuru murmured as she twisted her alluring, mature, and soft body, her delicate face showing an urgent and eager expression, making her look exceptionally seductive.

Clearly, after Zhou Menglong's "training" the previous night, the beautiful woman's wanton nature had been revealed. Before Zhou Menglong, she no longer possessed that noble and elegant air; instead, she resembled a woman with unsatisfied desires. But it was precisely this alluring aura that stimulated Zhou Menglong's nerves, arousing him. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong knowingly asked, "Where does it itch?"

"This...here..."

Her wet pussy landed on Zhou Menglong's hard cock, sliding back and forth. "How can it be so wanton? Its juices keep flowing."

"It's all because you teased me...so...so ugly!"

Zheng Yuru said shyly. With her pussy so wanton, Zhou Menglong had no patience for foreplay. He stretched out his hands, wrapped them around her legs, spread Zheng Yuru's labia, and with a contraction and expansion of his lower abdomen, thrust his cock inside.

"Oh!...It's...it's...so comfortable...so good!"

The thick penis, following the slippery flesh, thrust all the way in at once. "Oh!...Good...Menglong...I didn't expect it...to go in so quickly."

Zhou Menglong was about to exert force while holding Zheng Yuru's pink buttocks when Zheng Yuru started shaking, her wet, hot, and tight little cunt gripping his penis, constantly swallowing and releasing.

"Menglong's big thing...it turns out...it turns out...it feels so good when it's inside me."

Zheng Yuru couldn't help but moan with lewd sounds. Zhou Menglong pressed Zheng Yuru's delicate body against the wall, taking back the initiative, releasing one hand to knead the hardened nipples on Zheng Yuru's firm breasts, while his enormous penis, like an angry dragon, ravaged Zheng Yuru's reddened little cunt with surging lewd waves. "Oh!...Menglong...harder...harder...oh!...fuck me to death!"

Zheng Yuru tilted her head back, her forehead covered in fragrant sweat as her waist twisted and turned to meet his thrusts.

"Oh! Good Sister Zheng... your hole... so hot... so tight... I... I want to... fuck it until it's broken!"

Zhou Menglong gripped Zheng Yuru's breasts tightly, completely forgetting about the three fast and one slow, nine shallow and one deep techniques. Her wet and wanton cunt gripped Zhou Menglong like a leech, and Zhou Menglong only wanted to thrust in as far as he could—the ultimate pleasure. Gushing streams of lustful fluid sprayed down his penis and onto his scrotum, starting to tinge with a cloudy milky white. The cunt was so wet that all sorts of sticky fluids churned out. "Oh!... It's so beautiful... deeper... oh!... yes, yes... right there... fuck me hard... oh!"

Zheng Yuru's eyes were already unfocused, the veins on her snow-white neck were bulging, and her hair was spread out with the swaying of her pink buttocks, then swayed with the rhythm of the thrusting. "Oh!...Yes...Yes...Oh oh...It's up...Hmm! Oh no...It's coming...Oh!"

The penis had swelled and reddened her labia, and Zhou Menglong's kneading of her snow-white breasts left faint scratch marks. "Oh...I can't take it anymore...Oh...It's coming, it's coming...Oh...Oh...Oh...I can't take it anymore...Hmm...So good!"

The plump hole contracted tightly, and hot vaginal fluid gushed towards the glans like a spring.

The big penis felt as if it were in a furnace, immersed in an endless sea of hot desire. Thinking of the seductive and alluring Zheng Yuru, who had made a mess of things for him, and the vaginal fluid flowing out of her uterus, Zhou Menglong's heart soared to the extreme. A tingling sensation spread from his lower abdomen to his scrotum and then to the glans. The big penis instantly swelled to its maximum, and then an indescribable wonderful pleasure infected the urethral opening from the warm and wet hole, climbed up the glans, and finally spread to every cell. He forcefully thrust the suddenly swollen and incredibly itchy big penis into the wet hole and began to rotate inside.

"Oh! Oh! So big...so big...oh...I can't take it...it's about to burst!"

Zheng Yuru's convulsing vagina was about to burst open from the surging penis. "Oh!...oh! Good...good...so comfortable...so comfortable..."

Zhou Menglong groaned sweetly. Zhou Menglong used both hands to press his scrotum firmly against Zheng Yuru's vaginal opening, his penis rotating happily inside her little cunt with each thrust. Zhou Menglong hadn't expected that this mature and beautiful woman would reach orgasm so quickly under the thrusting of his large penis. In this situation, Zhou Menglong knew that Zheng Yuru's words about never stopping believing in him after they separated were not a lie. Moved, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but feel pity for Zheng Yuru. So, Zhou Menglong sat down with the paralyzed and panting Zheng Yuru in his arms, his hard penis still deeply inserted inside her, unwilling to separate.

After a long, long time, Zheng Yuru finally caught her breath, her watery, alluring eyes sweeping over Zhou Menglong's face: "Menglong, you're going to die! Aren't you afraid of breaking me?"

"I just want to go all the way in, to merge with Sister Zheng!"

Zhou Menglong honestly said what was on his mind. "Can we merge together forever?"

Cherry-red lips landed on Zhou Menglong's face. This question was intriguing, and Zhou Menglong couldn't help but ponder for a moment. "Do you like Menglong's big cock?"

Changing the subject, Zhou Menglong teased Zheng Yuru again.

"You're so annoying!...You know that!"

Her rosy face was exquisitely beautiful. Zhou Menglong shifted his hips, letting his penis slide inside her warm hole: "I'll give it to you one more time, then I'll know!"

Zheng Yuru laughed, glancing sideways at Zhou Menglong, "Okay, how about it?"

"Hehe! Yesterday your little mouth sucked me so well, I want to taste that again today. How about it, Sister Zheng, give it to me first, then I'll fuck your little cunt!"

"You're going to die!... You actually brought this up in front of me, see how I deal with you."

Whether out of shame or amusement, Zheng Yuru reluctantly pulled out her hard penis, a pool of thick, white love fluid overflowing from her swollen, open labia, accumulating on Zhou Menglong's lower abdomen, warm and moist, not yet completely cooled. Zhou Menglong moved Zheng Yuru's disheveled, ravaged cunt to his thigh, and Zheng Yuru let out a soft sigh, clearly her leg hair tickling her, repeatedly crying out how itchy it was.

Pulling Zheng Yuru up, Zhou Menglong spread her bright red robe over the toilet seat and plopped down on it. His hard, hot penis, glistening with sticky oil, slumped softly against his lower abdomen. "Good Sister Zheng, come on! Give me a good service, then I can fuck you again."

Zhou Menglong braced his hands behind his back for support on the toilet tank, his legs spread wide, one foot on the left and one on the right.

Hearing such explicit words, Zheng Yuru's face flushed red. Staring at Zhou Menglong's dripping penis, she said, "Oh! I didn't say I was going to... I was going to do it for you, you, you're just being presumptuous... Wow, this, this is so big, you, you're too amazing, Menglong, your big penis, your big penis is really too amazing, I, I'm afraid I, I can't take it, I can't take it, I, I don't dare, I don't dare... I don't dare!"

"Come on! It's okay, as long as you serve well, my big cock will be very gentle with you. Besides, didn't you already suck it yesterday? Such a wonderful feeling, you must still be craving more, right? You must still want to taste my big cock again, right? Sister Zheng, come on, just thinking about your superb oral skills makes me a little impatient. Look at my big cock, how excited it is now!"

As he spoke, Zhou Menglong reached out and pulled Zheng Yuru's delicate body over, making her bend over and lie between his legs.

"Sister Zheng, as long as you serve me well, my big cock won't treat you badly. I'll definitely send you to a happy climax. Yesterday, with your service, my big cock got excited, didn't it? I started fucking you in your little cunt for over an hour. So, do you want my big cock to fuck you again today? I'm very willing to fuck your little cunt, but that depends on your performance!"

Although he knew that Zheng Yuru was just playing hard to get, teasing him, trying to make him more excited while letting her little cunt recover so she could better enjoy his big cock's thrusting again, Zhou Menglong was still aroused by Zheng Yuru's alluring manner of playing hard to get. His big cock seemed to hear Zhou Menglong's words, nodding at his crotch, indicating his deep agreement with Zhou Menglong's words.

To better serve Zheng Yuru, Zhou Menglong once again placed one hand on her full and elastic breasts, kneading them. He felt how soft yet elastic Zheng Yuru's breasts were; his fingers felt like they were grasping a warm pile of cotton, giving him an indescribable pleasure. While

enjoying the pleasure brought by Zhou Menglong's teasing, Zheng Yuru imagined his words and the way his large penis had been going in and out of her vagina the previous night. She felt a tingling sensation between her legs. Under these circumstances, Zheng Yuru blushed and lowered her head, her cherry lips parting slightly, her serpentine tongue finally reaching for his hard penis.

Watching the beautiful woman, her head bowed, licking his large penis, her dark hair disheveled from her earlier wantonness, cascading over her shoulders, her deep-set eyes glistening with moisture, beads of sweat glistening on her high, straight nose, and her rosy lips stained with a little thick semen, Zhou Menglong felt his blood rushing to his lower abdomen.

"Sister Zheng! Is it good?"

Zhou Menglong urged Zheng Yuru. Zheng Yuru's pearly teeth nibbled at the head of Zhou Menglong's penis, her words muffled as she uttered, "I... I'll bite... I'll bite you to death!"

Hearing the smacking sounds from Zheng Yuru's mouth, watching the graceful curve of her pink buttocks swaying, and feeling the exquisite sensation of her licking his penis, Zhou Menglong felt a surge of alcohol rising in his stomach, and he seemed a little drunk! "Good Sister Zheng! Have you ever masturbated?"

Zhou Menglong suddenly asked Zheng Yuru.

"Hmm, it's happened once or twice! Why are you asking?"

Zheng Yuru stopped what she was doing, looking somewhat confused. Zhou Menglong wiped the semen off Zheng Yuru's nose with his hand. "I want to see you masturbate. Really, I think it must be incredibly stimulating. As long as you masturbate in front of me, I think my big cock will get even more excited, and then I'll last even longer."

As he said this, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but look at the cucumber sticking out of his pants. He began to imagine the cucumber being inserted into Zheng Yuru's little cunt, making her wet with juices. Thinking about this, Zhou Menglong's heart pounded. His already hard and hot cock seemed to grow even larger after such stimulation.

"Menglong, what did you say? You want me to masturbate in front of you? You're so mean! I won't do it! Wouldn't that be so embarrassing?"

Although Zheng Yuru said this, a hint of excitement shone in her big, watery eyes. Zhou Menglong looked at Zheng Yuru and knew that she was tempted. He couldn't help but feel a little happy.

While vigorously fondling Zheng Yuru's full and elastic breasts, teasing her senses, Zhou Menglong began to coax her, "Sister Zheng, be good, don't you want to, don't you want to taste, my, my big cock, my big cock, when it gets even, even bigger, when I fuck, fuck your, your little cunt, your little cunt, do you want to, and, moreover, you, when you masturbate in front of your beloved, isn't that even more, even more exciting? If my, my, my big cock gets even, even harder, then, then I can, I can... fuck you properly, properly... fuck you properly?"

"No...it's too embarrassing! Like how...how lewd I am."

Zheng Yuru probably thought Zhou Menglong was just teasing her, so she lowered her head and started vigorously stroking Zhou Menglong's big penis again. This time, however, Zheng Yuru's stroking became even more vigorous. Each time, she took Zhou Menglong's hard and hot penis deep into her mouth. Unfortunately, Zhou Menglong's penis was too thick and big. Zheng Yuru used all her strength and could only take in most of it. But this stroking brought Zhou Menglong an even more stimulating feeling.

"Look! Menglong, look, even though your big penis didn't see me masturbating, it's become even thicker than before. With such a big penis, I'll definitely feel so good inside my little cunt. Menglong, don't you think so?" Zheng Yuru felt that Zhou Menglong's penis seemed to have grown even bigger under her stroking, so she spat out his penis, looked up at Zhou Menglong, and a victorious smile appeared on her delicate face.

Zhou Menglong grinned mischievously, then suddenly pulled out the thick cucumber he had bitten into and waved it in front of Zheng Yuru. Zheng Yuru seemed to realize something; her delicate face flushed crimson, almost bleeding, and she buried her face between Zhou Menglong's legs, her pink buttocks swaying. In this position, Zheng Yuru's snow-white buttocks were raised, facing backward.

Although he couldn't see it, Zhou Menglong could feel how alluring Zheng Yuru's little cunt must be now, wide open. "You're so annoying! You...you, you planned this all along, didn't you? You, you wanted me to...insert this cucumber into my little...little cunt, didn't you!"

A wave of shame washed over her, and Zheng Yuru opened her mouth to bite Zhou Menglong's leg.

Two hundred and ninety-one. The lingering fragrance of the toilet.

Zhou Menglong held Zheng Yuru's fragrant shoulders, preventing her from getting up, while coaxing her gently: "Good Sister Zheng, look, I've prepared everything. Please, just satisfy me this once. Cucumbers are so good; they can be used as a big cock, and you can eat them too. Their nutritional value and deliciousness are something most people can't experience. Good Sister Zheng, come on, take the things. I... I'll really enjoy watching you masturbate. Just thinking about this cucumber going in and out of your little cunt makes me..." "Excitement! Good Sister Zheng, come on, open your heart. Do it in front of your beloved. You'll feel a tremendous thrill!"

Zheng Yuru kept twisting her body, unable to abandon her composure. Although she was now extremely aroused and wanted Zhou Menglong's large penis to be inserted into her little cunt again, to experience the pleasure of the large glans rubbing against her cunt once more, she knew she couldn't bring herself to insert the cucumber deep into her body in front of Zhou Menglong.

"Sister Zheng, I know you're still embarrassed, but it's okay. How about this, I'll lick your little cunt first, and you can relax a bit more, okay? When you feel it's about time, I'll... I'll insert... insert the cucumber into your little cunt again, is that alright?"

Seeing Zheng Yuru's expression, Zhou Menglong firmly believed that slow and steady wins the race, so he took the roundabout approach again. As he spoke, Zhou Menglong slowly turned Zheng Yuru's body, gently turning her round, snow-white buttocks towards him.

Zheng Yuru was now naked, lying on top of Zhou Menglong, her pink, round buttocks protruding towards him. Seeing that her labia had turned inward, causing the tender pink flesh inside to begin to writhe, Zhou Menglong's breathing became heavier. He placed his hands on Zheng Yuru's buttocks, gently parting the two fleshy openings to admire the beautiful sight.

"I'm so embarrassed, Menglong! You...you bad guy, you, you want to lick me, lick my little cunt, you, you can lick it, but, but you, you can't, you can't even think about inserting the cucumber into, into my, my little cunt, otherwise, I, I won't let you go, you, you're really so bad, Menglong, I really hate you."

As she spoke, Zheng Yuru bit Zhou Menglong's thigh with her pearly teeth, leaving deep teeth marks, but she didn't dare to actually bite down.

Seeing Zheng Yuru's seductive and charming appearance, Zhou Menglong could no longer hold back. In addition, the lewd aura emanating from Zheng Yuru's little cunt constantly stimulated Zhou Menglong's nerves, causing Zhou Menglong to lower his head and move his mouth towards Zheng Yuru's crotch. At first, Zheng Yuru twisted her buttocks and tried to dodge, but later, when Zhou Menglong's tongue touched Zheng Yuru's labia, she really had no choice and finally gave up resisting.

Zhou Menglong's large tongue moved up and down Zheng Yuru's little pussy, sometimes licking, sometimes sucking, and finally even sticking it inside and stirring. Zheng Yuru couldn't help but moan softly. "You said you didn't want it! Let's see who's moaning with pleasure."

Zhou Menglong laughed at Zheng Yuru. Zheng Yuru glared at Zhou Menglong resentfully, wanting him to remember this. Zhou Menglong ignored Zheng Yuru's angry look and lowered his head again, bringing his head close to Zheng Yuru's little pussy between her legs, teasing her there. No one knows where Zhou Menglong licked, but Zheng Yuru let out a soft gasp, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Seeing Zheng Yuru's juices flowing again, gradually creeping onto his tongue, Zhou Menglong was captivated by this lewd scene. His large penis, hard and swollen, trembled incessantly before Zheng Yuru, stimulating her nerves. Zheng Yuru's head remained resting on Zhou Menglong's thigh. Noticing the change in his penis, she moaned softly as she opened her mouth and took it into her mouth again.

For a while, the small bathroom was filled with the sounds of sucking and Zheng Yuru's suppressed moans. Seeing her snow-white buttocks swaying once more under his licking, and the juices flowing from her vagina flowing continuously, not only wetting her vulva but also running down her thighs and onto his face.

Seeing Zheng Yuru's state, Zhou Menglong knew that she was almost aroused by his teasing. Suddenly, he noticed her anus contracting and relaxing, and a mischievous thought crossed his mind. He took out the cucumber, spread her firm buttocks apart, and slowly inserted it into her wet opening.

"Oh!...hiss...oh!...no!...don't go in..."

Although she moaned beautifully, she kept saying no. Who would believe her? "Oh!...Oh...No...No...I only...only Menglong's big cock...is in, I don't want, I don't want the cucumber to go in, to go in my, my little cunt, you dead Menglong, you, you're so bad, so really bad!"

Zheng Yuru shook her head and swayed her tail, making lewd noises, which not only did not make Zhou Menglong stop what he was doing, but also aroused Zhou Menglong's excitement even more. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong gripped the cucumber and began to thrust it in and out fiercely. The green cucumber, which looked like a big cock, was thrust in all the way to the end. The two swollen little labia were turned inside out as the cucumber was pulled out, and the gushing lustful water made the entrance of the hole a mess.

"Oh!...So full!...So full...Oh!...Stinky Menglong...Dead Menglong...Oh!...So itchy...So itchy..."

She cursed in her mouth, but her pink buttocks disobeyed and responded. "Hmph! You insult me... then I won't move!"

Zhou Menglong stopped, leaving only a small portion of the cucumber inside Zheng Yuru's vagina. He scooped up a glob of vaginal fluid with his right hand and smeared it on Zheng Yuru's tight anus, rubbing it in circles with his middle finger.

Zheng Yuru's anus must have been very sensitive; her swollen labia, wrapped in the cucumber, contracted and expanded with Zhou Menglong's teasing, as if trying to suck the large cucumber inside. "Oh... don't stop... you can... you can go in a little bit... it's so empty inside... so uncomfortable."

"Don't you hate having a big cucumber inserted into your little cunt?"

Zhou Menglong applied slight pressure with his middle finger, one knuckle penetrating Zheng Yuru's anus.

"Oh!... hurry... hurry... hurry and fuck me... fuck me... I'm so itchy!"

Her anus was teased to the extreme, and she arched her buttocks, trying to reach for the cucumber. Zhou Menglong pushed her pink buttocks, preventing Zheng Yuru from crossing the line. "Want a big cucumber to fuck you?"

Zhou Menglong asked, feigning interest. "Hurry up... good... good cucumber, it's like, like a big, big cock, good, good cucumber, you can, you can fuck me, fuck my, my little cunt, I, I like, I like the feeling of a cucumber fucking my, my little cunt, come on, hurry, hurry, fuck... fuck... fuck me... hurry, harder... fuck me."

Her juices were flowing at the entrance of her vagina, pressed against the big cucumber, about to drip down. So Zhou Menglong held her buttocks and began to thrust the cucumber into Zheng Yuru's little cunt again, sometimes fast, sometimes slow. Zhou Menglong used all sorts of techniques, ravaging her wanton little cunt to his heart's content. Zhou Menglong saw that Zheng Yuru's little cunt had become even more wanton under the thrusting of the cucumber. It was the first time Zhou Menglong had seen a cucumber so clearly going in and out of this alluring and charming woman's little cunt. Seeing all this, Zhou Menglong's breathing became even heavier.

Watching the cucumber go in and out of her little cunt, Zhou Menglong seemed to see his big cock going in and out of Zheng Yuru's little cunt. Thinking of this, Zhou Menglong seemed to be stimulated by something, and the force of his grip increased again, thrusting until Zheng Yuru cried out in pleasure, her head shaking. Clearly, she had reached the peak of pleasure from the cucumber's thrusting.

Seeing Zheng Yuru's incessant moans, Zhou Menglong subconsciously looked towards his crotch. There, he saw his big cock standing erect, the glans a deep purple-red. In this state, Zhou Menglong helped Zheng Yuru up, intending for her to sit on his cock. However, Zheng Yuru was weak and limp, her whole body covered in cold sweat.

"No, I'm going to die! You'll kill me, Menglong! I never expected, I never expected your, your big cock to be so, so powerful! I, I really can't take it anymore! The cucumber, the cucumber is, thrusting in and out of my little cunt, it feels so good, so comfortable! Menglong, can, can you put your big cock in now? I, I need your big cock!"

Zheng Yuru was so exhausted that her eyes were glazed over.

Zhou Menglong didn't care about Zheng Yuru at all; he just wanted to make her ejaculate until she died. He forcefully picked up Zheng Yuru's mud-like body, spread her jade buttocks, and sat on Zhou Menglong's iron rod-like big cock. It was as if he had entered a water curtain cave. Zhou Menglong's big cock swam into a warm cave, where the inside was still throbbing. "Oh!...So sore...So Menglong...I can't take it anymore...Wait a minute!"

Zheng Yuru had already climaxed twice, so the soreness and numbness in her vagina were to be expected. Zhou Menglong couldn't wait any longer. His penis pressed against the warm, slippery vaginal flesh, and the constantly gushing vaginal fluids flowed over his large penis, making the tingling sensation unbearable. Lifting Zheng Yuru's hips, Zhou Menglong began to let her little cunt slide around his penis. Her round, firm breasts were right in front of Zhou Menglong's eyes. He stretched out his mouth and sucked on her two hard, bulging nipples, his tongue swirling around them.

"Oh!...Oh!...So sore..."

Zheng Yuru moaned weakly again, her small hands gripping Zhou Menglong's arms with slight force. Penetrating the weak female body, Zhou Menglong's desire to conquer surged up. He began to thrust his penis in and out, wanting to see what he could do to Zheng Yuru. "Oh! Oh!... Gently... Gently... It's so sore!..."

Zheng Yuru frowned, pleading in a mournful voice. Her crimson lips were smeared with saliva, likely from the oral sex they had just performed. Her deep-set eyes, once exceptionally alluring, were now scattered with desire. Her hair was disheveled, giving her a fragile look, as if ravaged by a storm.

Zhou Menglong couldn't take it anymore; his penis throbbed and swelled, its massive member pressing against her vagina, pounding hard against her clitoris. Zhou Menglong embraced Zheng Yuru tightly, his tongue licking her snow-white earlobe, while his other penis thrust forcefully inside her, causing her pink buttocks to stick up. His right hand circled her buttocks, using the bathroom mirror to manipulate her anus. "Oh!... Oh!... I hate it!"

Zheng Yuru's tingling and numbness seemed to have subsided, and she could begin to accept new stimulation. A moan escaped her cherry lips, no longer weak and powerless.

Holding Zheng Yuru tightly, Zhou Menglong swayed his hips slowly, each thrust fully penetrating her. Although it wasn't his first time fucking Zheng Yuru's little cunt, the tight, warm feeling from her vagina, like springtime, excited him even more. Under this stimulation, Zhou Menglong relentlessly thrust his large penis in and out of Zheng Yuru's cunt.

"Oh!...Oh!...Oh no...It's starting again...Oh!"

Her wide-open buttocks began to respond. Seeing that Zheng Yuru had almost finished with him, a wicked smile appeared on Zhou Menglong's lips. With that, Zhou Menglong thrust his penis hard into her clitoris, causing Zheng Yuru's buttocks to arch high. "Oh!...So...So good!...Dear Menglong...Dear husband...Again...Again...Don't stop!"

Zhou Menglong wrapped his arms around Zheng Yuru, her two snow-white breasts pressed flat against his chest and abdomen. Then, Zhou Menglong lifted the cucumber again, about to shove it into Zheng Yuru's small, brown anus. "Oh no! No! You can't put it there! Didn't you just use a cucumber to penetrate my little cunt? Why are you going to put it there again? I...I can't take it, I can't take it! No, don't go in!"

Realizing that Zhou Menglong was about to insert the cucumber into her anus, Zheng Yuru shook her head desperately.

"No! No! Nobody's ever penetrated me there before, I'll die!"

Zheng Yuru begged frantically. Zhou Menglong held Zheng Yuru tightly, his big mouth covering her cherry-like mouth, preventing her from wailing. Then, Zhou Menglong forcefully pried open Zheng Yuru's buttocks with both hands, and with the help of lubricant, finally managed to insert the thick cucumber. Zhou Menglong forcefully stopped Zheng Yuru's twisting body, sealing her cherry lips with his own. Only her continuous moans and groans escaped her lips as she struggled in pain, tears welling in her alluring eyes.

Zhou Menglong supported her buttocks, slowly pushing the cucumber in inch by inch. After all, it was her first time being deflowered, and he was afraid of hurting her. Meanwhile, Zhou Menglong's penis was inserted into another hole, and he could vaguely feel another force gradually invading. Her warm, throbbing vagina spasmed. In the blink of an eye, the cucumber had already penetrated more than two-thirds of the way in. As if encountering resistance, Zhou Menglong stopped, let out a sigh, and continued thrusting back and forth, no longer venturing deeper.

After a long while, seeing that the pain on Zheng Yuru's face had subsided slightly, Zhou Menglong slowly released her mouth. "Ooh...it hurts so much!...You...oh! Do you really want to kill me?"

Zheng Yuru gasped and cursed. "I'm sorry! I won't do it again... Okay, Sister Zheng... What does it feel like?"

"It feels like being raped... My anus is about to burst... Every time it's pulled... it's like... like I'm about to ejaculate... It's so uncomfortable!"

Zheng Yuru complained, frowning. "You must not be used to it. Do it a few more times and you'll definitely enjoy it!"

Zhou Menglong also started to sway his hips, his penis thrusting in and out in sync with the rhythm of the cucumber.

"Enjoy it my foot! Next time I'll find a cucumber to stick in your ass!"

Zheng Yuru glared at Zhou Menglong hatefully. Two real and fake penises were inserted into Zheng Yuru's two holes from the front and back. It was more difficult for Zhou Menglong to thrust his hips, and his rhythm couldn't keep up with the rhythm of the cucumber, but there were always times when they were inserted at the same time. At that moment, his big penis felt an unprecedented tightness, making Zhou Menglong feel like he was floating on air. At first, Zheng Yuru was moaning in pain, but as she gradually got used to it, her moans turned into pleasurable groans, and her vagina began to overflow with lustful fluids. Zheng Yuru slowly spread her legs wide, allowing the cucumber to be inserted smoothly.

"Oh!...Oh!...So beautiful...What a great cock...It's...It feels so good!"

Zheng Yuru's pleasure gradually increased, and she tilted her head back, moaning lewdly. Perhaps it was the decadent feeling of anal sex that began to excite Zheng Yuru excessively, but her hot vaginal muscles gripped his penis tightly, and each insertion brought Zhou Menglong to the brink of climax. "Oh!...Ah!...A little deeper...A little deeper...Fuck me...Fuck me harder!"

She couldn't tell if she was calling Zhou Menglong or the cucumber in his hand; Zheng Yuru was already babbling incoherently.

Zhou Menglong's heart skipped a beat, and he simultaneously inserted his large penis and the cucumber to their full extent, feeling Zheng Yuru's lower abdomen swell instantly. "Oh! It feels so good... How can it feel so good... I... I... I'm going to die... I'm going to die."

Zheng Yuru shook her head, cold sweat pouring down her body: "Faster... Faster... Oh!... Fuck me hard... Yes... Yes... Inside... Right there!"

Zhou Menglong thrust hard into Zheng Yuru's flower core, the cucumber in his hand not yet at its end. "Ah!... I'm done for... Oh... It's coming... It's coming... Oh... I... I... I... I can't take it anymore!" The

wet and hot flesh hole tightened like never before, the scalding and surging vaginal fluid poured down without warning, Zhou Menglong's glans trembled from the boundless warmth inside the tender hole, and his semen shot into the depths of the uterus again.

Director

Shen was heartbroken. She hadn't expected her husband to have an affair during her pregnancy. After giving birth, he barely touched her even once a month. At first, she thought he was being considerate of her postpartum recovery and was grateful for his gentleness and care. But now, with her child almost a year old and still barely touching her, Shen Mengdie became suspicious and began to observe her husband's behavior. A few days ago, Zhou Menglong found a long strand of

hair on both her and her husband. Only then did Shen Mengdie realize why her husband was ignoring her—he had another woman. Shen Mengdie was devastated. She wanted to confront him, but feared the gossip. She wanted to downplay the situation, but was unwilling to swallow her anger. These past few days, Shen Mengdie had been living in constant anxiety and uncertainty.

Only after receiving Zhou Menglong's call today did Shen Mengdie's mood improve slightly. Thinking back to that time in her office when Zhou Menglong had licked the stockings and underwear that had once covered the beautiful scenery between her legs, Shen Mengdie blushed involuntarily. The image of the tall, handsome Zhou Menglong, always with a slightly mischievous smile, became clearer in her mind.

An indescribable feeling surged within the young woman. Thinking of Zhou Menglong's infatuation with her soft, mature, and alluring body, Shen Mengdie's heart pounded. Thinking about the upcoming banquet, and the possibility that something might happen between her and Zhou Menglong, Shen Mengdie felt a dryness in her throat. Remembering that she was a married woman, Shen Mengdie felt a pang of guilt.

However, thinking about her husband's betrayal, Shen Mengdie finally made up her mind to meet Zhou Menglong. This is why Shen Mengdie hesitated for a while after receiving Zhou Menglong's call before agreeing to meet him. Whether Shen Mengdie did it intentionally or unintentionally, after getting off work, she went home and put on her most sexy and alluring tight-fitting bodysuit. To her husband's astonishment, she walked out of the house with her head held high.

Along the way, Shen Mengdie's soft, mature body, coupled with her stunning face, naturally attracted countless admiring glances. Seeing the burning gazes of some men sweeping over her exposed, snow-white, full legs, and her full, elastic breasts tightly encased in her bodysuit, Shen Mengdie felt a mixture of pride and disappointment.

Undoubtedly, Shen Mengdie's beauty was indescribable, and beneath her sexy clothes, her womanly pride was on full display. Looking at the men's burning eyes, Shen Mengdie suddenly felt she wasn't old yet, still very young. Although she was already a mother of a nearly one-year-old, she still possessed a certain allure for men aged twelve to sixty.

The thought that her body could still attract men's attention proved that she still had appeal, so how could Shen Mengdie not feel a little proud? However, thinking about how her beautiful body couldn't win her husband's appreciation, and that he had even cheated on her, Shen Mengdie couldn't help but feel disappointed. Thinking about how her beautiful body, like that of a woman in her prime, had never received a man's caress since she became pregnant, Shen Mengdie secretly hated her husband again. She secretly made up her mind to go back and teach this ignorant bastard a lesson.

Upon seeing Zhou Menglong, Shen Mengdie felt a sudden tremor in her heart. Zhou Menglong seemed even taller and more handsome than she had imagined, and much more mature—the kind of man who could easily attract a woman's attention. Compared to Zhou Menglong, Shen Mengdie felt that her husband was like a lump of dirt, utterly insignificant.

But for some reason, when Shen Mengdie saw Zhou Menglong chatting and laughing with Qian Feilan, Liu Yumei, Zheng Yuru, and other women, a pang of jealousy suddenly welled up in her heart, a woman's intuition telling her. If only she had been more proactive that day, if only she had asked Zhou Menglong out for a chat, perhaps she would still be in a relationship with him now.

Shaking her head, she tried hard to banish Zhou Menglong's image from her mind, but she quickly discovered that the more she did so, the clearer his image became in her mind. She wanted to avoid looking at him, but his large, watery eyes seemed to be beyond her control, always lingering on him.

Even after they sat down at the dinner table, Zhou Menglong maintained a purely professional, comradely-like relationship with her, a stark contrast to their previous interaction in the office. He didn't say a single kind word to her. Seeing Zhou Menglong's attitude, Shen Mengdie secretly bit her lip, but outwardly she had to pretend to be nonchalant. She was afraid that if she revealed anything, someone would notice from her subtle actions that this married woman had already secretly given her heart to Zhou Menglong.

But why was she drinking so much? Although she was the director of the reception office and her teacher was quite respected, she had never drunk so much at previous dinners unless absolutely necessary. Was she drinking so much just to attract Zhou Menglong's attention? Thinking this, Shen Mengdie felt her pretty face flush, and her heart pounded.

Drinking is fine, but why do I feel dizzy? You know, I used to be able to drink two jin of baijiu (a strong Chinese liquor). These few cups are just like rinsing my mouth. Could it be that I'm intoxicated by my own feelings rather than the alcohol? Why am I feeling this way? Shen Mengdie felt a little lost. Oh, he's looking at me! He's looking at me! He really is looking at me! Does he see that my heart is in turmoil because of him? Does he know that I drank so much just to get his attention? Shen Mengdie suddenly felt a little helpless.

The words, "I've already recognized Zheng Shaoyu as my god-sister," still echoed in Shen Mengdie's mind. What did it matter to her if Zhou Menglong recognized Zheng Yuru as his god-sister? Yet, why did she feel such a pang of jealousy? Why did she almost uncontrollably drink three glasses of baijiu? Could it be that she had discerned something beyond sibling affection between Zhou Menglong and Zheng Yuru from their every move? Otherwise, why would she feel a jealousy even more intense than when she discovered her husband's affair? Watching

Zhou Menglong and Zheng Yuru leave the private room so intimately, Shen Mengdie almost felt an urge to follow them, to see what they were doing and how intimate they were. However, she knew this was clearly inappropriate, so she suppressed the urge and sat down. But once she sat down, she felt as if she had lost her soul, and time seemed to drag on endlessly.

During this time, several people came to drink with her, and she drank with them all without exception. However, the liquor tasted like plain water, completely tasteless. Shen Mengdie had only one thought in her mind: where were Zhou Menglong and Zheng Yuru? What were they doing? Why had they been gone for so long? Why hadn't they returned yet? Had their relationship truly transcended sibling affection?

The plain liquor, though tasteless, burned within Shen Mengdie's heart. The thought of Zhou Menglong and Zheng Yuru hiding somewhere, whispering to each other, ignited a fierce jealousy within her. Although Shen Mengdie knew that Zhou Menglong and she had no relationship whatsoever, and that her jealousy was somewhat unfounded, she couldn't help but feel an overwhelming surge of envy.

Time ticked by. She used to glance out the door every two or three minutes to see if Zhou Menglong and Zheng Yuru had returned, but now it seemed like every time she looked back, she couldn't help but turn back again, looking towards the door, hoping to see if Zhou Menglong and Zheng Yuru were back. Fortunately, the others were all flushed from drinking and no one paid any attention to Shen Mengdie's unusual behavior.

Shen Mengdie felt jealousy churning within her; if she didn't vent, she might explode. Under these circumstances, Shen Mengdie excused herself, turned, and left the private room. A cool breeze outside slightly cleared her mind. Thinking about her state of mind in the room, Shen Mengdie couldn't help but chuckle: "Shen Mengdie, what's wrong with you? What's your relationship with Zhou Menglong? If there's any relationship, it's just that he's a colleague. Yet you've been jealous all day just because you saw him walk out with a beautiful woman. Is it worth it?"

"How can it not be worth it? My husband can have an affair and betray me, but can't I have a passionate love affair with the man I love deep down and make my husband wear a green hat too? I refuse to believe it. I, Shen Mengdie, may not be the most beautiful woman in the world, but I am certainly stunning. Even though I have a child, I am even more feminine. I refuse to believe that no one would want me." Just as

Shen Mengdie was feeling bad about being inexplicably jealous of Zhou Menglong, another voice suddenly popped out unconsciously from the depths of her heart, making Shen Mengdie's ears ring.

"Shen Mengdie, Shen Mengdie, others may not know the secret in your heart, but do you think I don't? Let me tell you, that day in the office, you clearly knew that Zhou Menglong was fantasizing about the most important part of your body that once tightly wrapped you, the clothes that still carried your scent, but you didn't make a scene. Instead, you turned a blind eye. This proves that Zhou Menglong's shadow has long been in your heart. You may not have realized it at the time, but I know that you were not only not angry at Zhou Menglong's actions, but you were also a little smug."

"If you weren't married, perhaps you would have called Zhou Menglong the very next day and offered him your body. It was only because you considered your chastity with your husband that you suppressed your impulses and buried his shadow deep within your heart. Now that you've discovered your husband's infidelity, you feel that you can finally be with Zhou Menglong openly. That's why you didn't throw a tantrum at your husband as you expected, and why you were so jealous when you saw Zhou Menglong going out with another woman. Shen Mengdie, am I wrong?"

As if the blow to Shen Mengdie wasn't enough, the voice rang in her mind again, analyzing the subtle mindset of this young woman. Realizing that she herself was thinking such things, Shen Mengdie felt a pang of panic. She covered her delicate face with her hands, as if the voice from the depths of her heart had suddenly become unsettling.

Shaking her head vigorously, Shen Mengdie tried to banish the voice that had exposed her deepest secrets from her mind. Then, she walked towards the bathroom, intending to wash her face and suppress the urge to cheat. Upon arriving at the bathroom, she saw the sign on the door indicating that it was being cleaned. Shen Mengdie shook her head and turned to leave.

However, at that moment, Shen Mengdie suddenly heard a faint sound coming from the bathroom. The sound was soft and seductive, carrying an endless allure. It sounded like a woman moaning. Upon hearing this sound, Shen Mengdie's body suddenly froze as if she had been electrocuted: "Zhou Menglong and her, they're in there, doing that, doing that?"

Perhaps because she hadn't been caressed by a man for a long time, Shen Mengdie was particularly sensitive to that kind of moaning sound. As soon as she heard it, Shen Mengdie's first thought was that Zhou Menglong and Zheng Yuru were inside, doing what she hadn't done for over a year. Thinking of this, Shen Mengdie suddenly wanted to kick open the bathroom door and expose Zhou Menglong and Zheng Yuru's shameful act to her.

However, Shen Mengdie knew that what Zhou Menglong and Zheng Yuru were doing together was their private matter and had little to do with her. If she really went up to them, she would be acting without any justification. Under these circumstances, filled with overwhelming jealousy, Shen Mengdie turned to leave, but after taking only two steps, she stopped. At that moment, although Shen Mengdie felt that what the two were doing together was so shameful, the soft and seductive moans seemed to have an invisible magic power, attracting her body.

Somewhat guilty, she glanced at the empty hall. Seeing that there was no one there, Shen Mengdie, with a pounding heart, walked to the bathroom door and pressed her ear against it, eavesdropping on the sounds inside. The alluring moans and the slapping sounds of flesh colliding deeply stimulated Shen Mengdie, finally bringing tears to her large, watery eyes, and her heart pounded even faster. "My God, Zhou Menglong, is he really that amazing? He actually made Zheng Yuru reach, reach an orgasm in such a short time! He's too incredible! As the saying goes, 'Thirty is like a wolf,

forty is

like a tiger.' Zheng Yuru is in her prime, how could she be satisfied so easily? Is Zheng Yuru too weak, or is Zhou Menglong too amazing?" As soon as

Shen Mengdie's head touched the door, she heard Zheng Yuru's soul-stirring moans after reaching her first orgasm under the thrusting of Zhou Menglong's big penis. Hearing these moans, Shen Mengdie suddenly felt her mouth go dry and her mind wandered.

What Shen Mengdie didn't know was that Zheng Yuru had her reasons for reaching orgasm so quickly under Zhou Menglong's big cock thrusting into her little cunt between her legs. Firstly, since separating from Zhou Menglong yesterday, Zheng Yuru had never stopped trusting him. What was this trust? It was how Zhou Menglong's big cock was thrusting in and out of her body, how he used the glans to rub against the tender flesh inside her little cunt, giving her pleasure. After nearly twenty-four hours of fantasizing, you can imagine how much lustful impulse would be concentrated in Zheng Yuru's body.

Secondly, after Zhou Menglong's "training," Zheng Yuru's pent-up lust was finally unleashed, making her already alluring body even more sensitive. Thirdly, Zheng Yuru realized this was the bathroom, where she and Zhou Menglong's guests were eating and drinking, while she was secretly having an affair. This thrill was something she had never experienced before. With these three factors combined, how could Zheng Yuru maintain her feminine stamina and reach orgasm under the onslaught of Zhou Menglong's large penis?

At this moment, Shen Mengdie realized how sensitive she was and how much she longed for a man to caress her. Although she only pressed her head against the door and only heard a few of Zheng Yuru's moans, Shen Mengdie felt her whole body burning, especially between her legs, which seemed incredibly sensitive. Even the cold air passing between her legs brought her a slight pleasure.

Feeling the changes in her body, Shen Mengdie blushed deeply. Her full, elastic legs, tightly encased in stockings, pressed together. She could feel that only when her legs were pressed together, her labia rubbing against each other, did she feel slightly better, and only then did she feel a little calmer.

"What, what's wrong? Zhou Menglong sat down, and he wants... he wants Zheng Yuru to give him... to give him his big cock in her mouth! This... isn't this too shameful?"

Thinking that she had never taken her husband's cock in her mouth before, and wondering what it would feel like to have that man's smelly cock in her mouth, Shen Mengdie felt her heart grow hotter, and she pressed her legs together even tighter.

Suddenly, Shen Mengdie felt a slight coolness on her chest, and the restless emotions in her heart subsided considerably. Overjoyed, she looked down at her chest, and what she saw almost made her groan. She realized that because she had been pressing her breasts against the door, listening to the sounds of Zhou Menglong and Zheng Yuru's passionate encounter, her full, elastic breasts, tightly wrapped in her top, were pressed against the door, and the cool sensation was from there.

But Shen Mengdie couldn't care less at this point. Feeling that it made her feel better, she began to gently rub and squeeze her breasts against the cool door. She could feel her nipples, tightly wrapped in her bra, hardening and pressing against the door. Although this feeling wasn't as pleasurable as a man's caress, it was better than nothing.

Meanwhile, Shen Mengdie's legs were almost intertwined, her strong thighs working tirelessly, twisting and turning them up and down, then simultaneously exerting force and relaxing. This caused her labia to rub against each other, generating waves of pleasure that stimulated her and calmed her growing lust. At

this moment, Shen Mengdie felt that her vulva was already leaking fluid, making her crotch a muddy mess. Instead of feeling ashamed, she felt even more excited. In this state, she even began to imagine Zheng Yuru grasping Zhou Menglong's hot penis and licking it with her tongue.

"Zheng Yuru, you, you're so stupid! I, I want you! Just lick my big cock! You, I'll lick it! You, you'll definitely get pleasure from it! If, if it were me, I, I would definitely lick Zhou Menglong's big cock properly! I really don't know, I really don't know, what it would feel like to have a big cock in your mouth! Ah, I really want to suck on a big cock!"

Hearing Zheng Yuru's coy refusal to lick Zhou Menglong's big cock, Shen Mengdie became anxious. She secretly encouraged Zheng Yuru to lick Zhou Menglong's big cock, while imagining how she would treat Zhou Menglong's hard and hot cock if she were Zheng Yuru, to provoke him until he couldn't resist.

As Shen Mengdie's mind raced with thoughts, she suddenly heard silence in the bathroom, followed by Zhou Menglong's groans. Her heart skipped a beat, but she was immediately overjoyed. She could vaguely sense that Zheng Yuru was sucking on Zhou Menglong's large penis, licking it incessantly. Thinking of that lewd scene, Shen Mengdie's heart pounded, and a strange stimulation surged through her, almost making her groan out loud. Fortunately, she sensed something was wrong and bit her lip in time.

The sizzling sound of water echoed in the bathroom. Shen Mengdie felt that at first, the sound was almost inaudible, but later it gradually grew louder. Moreover, along with the sizzling sound, Zhou Menglong's groans also grew louder, and Zheng Yuru's panting could also be heard. Listening to the changes in the sounds, Shen Mengdie couldn't help but imagine Zheng Yuru licking Zhou Menglong's hard and hot penis, from gentle to frantic, from delicate to rough. Her big, watery eyes became even more misty.

At this moment, Shen Mengdie felt the sizzling sounds coming from Zheng Yuru's mouth, which was filled with Zhou Menglong's large penis, growing louder and louder. The pleasure she derived from squeezing her breasts against the cold door was far from satisfying her inner urges and desires. Under these circumstances, Shen Mengdie finally couldn't help but reach between her legs and rub her slightly raised mons pubis through her tight skirt. Her nose also became rapid under this intense stimulation. At

this moment, Shen Mengdie felt the tingling sensation from between her breasts and her full and firm breasts, which were tightly wrapped in her top, making her body weak. Under these circumstances, Shen Mengdie had no choice but to sit on the ground, spread her legs, and comfort herself with heavy breathing. She listened to the sounds of Zhou Menglong and Zheng Yuru's lovemaking inside while masturbating. Shen Mengdie had never experienced anything like this before, and it was precisely because of this that she felt extremely stimulated.

"Zheng Yuru, what's there to be embarrassed about? Even your little cunt has been fucked by someone's big cock, and even his big cock has been sucked. Now, if someone asks him to masturbate in front of you, he won't dare. Really, look how good I am. Menglong, do you want to see a woman masturbate? Come on, I'm masturbating right now. You, you opened the door and you saw it. How about it? Seeing me masturbate, do you feel excited too?"

At this moment, Shen Mengdie seemed to feel that Zhou Menglong was squatting in front of her, looking at her with burning eyes as she touched her little cunt tightly wrapped in her tight-fitting dress. Under this situation, Shen Mengdie not only did not feel ashamed, but also bravely spread her jade legs even wider, making the spring between her legs fully exposed.

Anyone passing by could see a stunningly beautiful young woman sitting on the ground, her slender, snow-white hand constantly caressing her breasts, tightly encased in stockings, between her legs. Her delicate, flawless face wore an expression of ecstasy. Her already short, tight-fitting skirt had slipped down to her thighs after she sat down, making the breathtaking scenery between her legs, which would make any man's blood boil, increasingly visible.

Even more alluring was the way she bit her lip, suppressing a moan, which only added to her irresistible charm. Combined with the mesmerizing expression on her flawless face, any man who saw her would feel an irresistible urge to immediately thrust his hard, hot penis into her cunt and fuck her until she was in ecstasy.

Hearing Zhou Menglong finally insert the cucumber into Zheng Yuru's little cunt in the bathroom, Shen Mengdie couldn't help but let out a soft moan. One hand, somewhat impatiently, lifted her skirt and slipped it between her legs from under her stockings, caressing herself. At that moment, Shen Mengdie realized that her panties, which tightly covered her plump, luscious cunt, were already soaked with the lustful fluid flowing from it.

"Menglong, you, you see? I, I actually, actually heard you two, you were fucking, and so much lustful fluid, and, and, the lustful fluid, the lustful fluid soaked my, my panties, my panties! Really, really, if you don't believe me, you, you come out and see for yourself! Let me see how conservative Zheng Yuru is! If you, if you were to use a cucumber to penetrate me, to penetrate me, I, I would have let you penetrate me long ago!"

While imagining the two of them having sex in the bathroom, Shen Mengdie... She kept stroking her own vulva, tightly wrapped in her panties, a strange, stimulating sensation surging through her. Her delicate face flushed crimson, almost as if it were about to bleed. In this state, any man walking by could easily see Shen Mengdie's lewd state, but Shen Mengdie, already sinking into the abyss of lust, couldn't care less. All she wanted now was to use the sounds of lewd moans coming from the bathroom to reach a climax.

Hearing Zhou Menglong finally insert his large penis into Zheng Yuru's vulva again, Shen Mengdie felt a strange excitement. Under this stimulation, Shen Mengdie felt as if it wasn't Zheng Yuru being penetrated by Zhou Menglong's large penis, but rather her own vulva, dripping with lustful fluids and desperately craving its visit.

"Oh my god, I, I can't take it anymore, am I, am I too lewd, actually, actually listening to Zhou Menglong fucking someone else's, someone else's little cunt, and I, I'm about to, about to climax, climax, have I, really not had my husband's big cock inside me for too long? Am I, am I doing this, am I, am I too shameful, it's so shameful."

Unintentionally thinking of her husband, Shen Mengdie suddenly felt that she, a married woman, was hiding to the side, listening to other people's sounds while masturbating. The stimulation had become even more intense. At this moment, Shen Mengdie had already inserted one finger into her little cunt between her legs and was moving it in and out. Listening to the squelching sound of her finger moving in and out of her little cunt, Shen Mengdie groaned loudly in her heart.

At this moment, Shen Mengdie's legs, which had been apart, came together again. She felt that only in this way could her labia close, and the pleasure from the friction of her slender fingers inside her vagina would become even more intense. At this moment, Shen Mengdie could feel her vaginal fluid flowing out along her fingers, not only wetting her panties but also flowing down her hands onto her stockings, making the crotch of the stockings soaked with vaginal fluid, making her look extremely lewd.

At this moment, the sounds of the two bodies colliding in the room grew louder and louder, and the excited panting became more intense. Shen Mengdie knew that the two people in the bathroom were about to reach their climax. Under these circumstances, Shen Mengdie squeezed her legs even tighter, and a slender finger moved in and out of her little pussy like the wind: "Ah, Menglong, I, I'm so happy, I, I, I'm using my finger as, as your big cock, hurry, hurry and fuck me, my little pussy feels so good being fucked, so good, I, I'm coming, I'm coming, ah, I can't take it anymore, I can't take it anymore, I, I'm going to fly, my little pussy is going to fly, ah, ah."

As the finger was deeply inserted into her little pussy, Shen Mengdie's body suddenly stiffened, and she reached her climax at the same time as the two people in the bathroom. While the two men were getting dressed in the restroom, Shen

Mengdie,

panting heavily, struggled to her feet. After tidying herself up, she didn't care that her hands were still wet with liquid. She stood up straight and, somewhat guiltily, returned to the private room. The other three directors of the reception offices in the city were drinking enthusiastically and didn't even notice that Shen Mengdie had left, done something she would never forget, and then returned to the private room. Seeing that none of the three suspected her departure, Shen Mengdie couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

Thinking of her frenzy at the restroom door, Shen Mengdie's pretty face, which had just regained its composure, turned rosy again, making her look extremely charming. Whether it was the release of her emotions from what had just happened, or the relief of not being discovered, Shen Mengdie suddenly felt a sense of joy after sitting down.

So this is how women can be happy! Thinking about the pleasure she just felt, Shen Mengdie secretly made up her mind that she would hold more events like this in the future. As for her husband, let him go to hell. What's even stranger to Shen Mengdie is that she usually gets furious and extremely jealous whenever she thinks about Zhou Menglong and Zheng Yuru together.

But she just heard the sounds of Zhou Menglong and Zheng Yuru making love, and she heard them so clearly. Yet, she doesn't feel much jealousy now. Instead, after recalling Zheng Yuru's moans during Zhou Menglong's thrusts, Shen Mengdie feels a faint urge, wondering when she can also enjoy Zhou Menglong's exhilarating thrusts like Zheng Yuru did.

Although she felt less jealous, Shen Mengdie's mood soured again when she saw Zhou Menglong and Zheng Yuru enter the private room one after the other, especially when Zheng Yuru's delicate face, still flushed with a hint of spring. The three people at the table stood up upon seeing the guests, and Shen Mengdie reluctantly followed suit.

After everyone else stood up and raised their glasses, Shen Mengdie, while also raising her glass, kept glancing, intentionally or unintentionally, at Zhou Menglong's and Zheng Yuru's lower bodies. Unfortunately, Zhou Menglong had already regained his composure, and nothing was visible. Shen Mengdie felt a slight pang of disappointment: "Zhou Menglong's...thing...it's gone down so quickly. I wonder if he can get it again."

Thinking this, Shen Mengdie's heart skipped a beat: "Shen Mengdie, what's wrong with you today? Why are you acting like a sexually frustrated young woman?" "After seeing Zhou Menglong, you were thinking about those kinds of things. Aren't you ashamed? What just happened is a secret you should keep to yourself. You can't reveal it, or you'll be so ashamed you'll die."

Thinking of this, Shen Mengdie subconsciously looked away. But when her gaze fell on Zheng Yuru's two snow-white legs, she couldn't help but get excited: "Zheng Yuru was so happy just now. Right now, her...that place must still be filled with Zhou Menglong's stuff. I really don't know how she manages to keep getting filled with what Zhou Menglong ejaculates from her."

"I wonder if that stuff has leaked out yet, if Huan knows her underwear is wet, if she's still engorged with blood down there, and I wonder what kind of adorable look Zheng Yuru's private parts will look after this ordeal. If only I could see it!"

Lost in thought, Shen Mengdie felt her heart pounding again, and a certain part of her body became restless once more.

Unbeknownst to Zhou Menglong and Zheng Yuru, while they were engaged in their passionate lovemaking in the bathroom, a stunningly beautiful young woman, listening to their sounds, had experienced the most pleasurable climax of her life. Seeing that all four of them were still sitting there, and hadn't suspected anything despite the two having been gone for so long, the two exchanged a glance and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong walked to the seat, picked up his wine glass, and said, "Gentlemen, I just went out to entertain the guests over there. Please forgive me for any shortcomings. Here, consider this glass of wine my punishment for being absent. I'll drink it."

With that, Zhou Menglong tilted his head back and downed a glass of baijiu in one gulp. The three men applauded, and Shen Mengdie reluctantly clapped twice as well.

Thinking about how Zhou Menglong and Zheng Yuru had just been engaged in a passionate encounter in the bathroom, and now he was here chatting and laughing with these people, especially with Zheng Yuru standing next to Zhou Menglong looking like a happy little woman, Shen Mengdie felt as if a stone was stuck in her heart. Seeing Zhou Menglong drink the wine in one gulp, Shen Menglong's heart stirred slightly, and he finally revealed a wicked smile.

Under these circumstances, Shen Mengdie suddenly picked up a wine glass and a bottle of baijiu (Chinese liquor) and walked to Zhou Menglong's side: "Menglong, your apology is so insincere. Everyone knows that Zhou Menglong of the Discipline Inspection Commission is immune to the temptation of alcohol. This small glass of baijiu is just a drop in the ocean; it doesn't show your sincerity at all. If you're really sincere, come on, drink this glass."

As she spoke, Shen Mengdie poured the wine onto the table, picked up the bottle, and started pouring. After the wine glass was full, the bottle of baijiu, which was originally full, was only half full.

Zhou Menglong was slightly taken aback. He had only said those things to maintain appearances; no one would take them seriously. But Zhou Menglong hadn't expected Shen Mengdie to be so serious. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but look at Shen Mengdie. Seeing her delicate, fragile face, Zhou Menglong's heart skipped a beat, and he hesitated for a moment.

Although Shen Mengdie returned to the private room after calming down, and quite some time had passed since the incident, Zhou Menglong, a seasoned womanizer with countless conquests, naturally had his own unique way of judging women's faces. While Shen Mengdie tried her best to feign a desire to punish Zhou Menglong by making him drink, Zhou Menglong still noticed a hint of hidden desire in her eyes. Seeing this, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but wonder: Shen Mengdie had been drinking there the whole time, so why was she showing such desire? And who had stirred the heart of this beautiful, mature, and charming young woman?

Seeing Zhou Menglong's expression, Shen Mengdie thought she had outmaneuvered him, completely unaware that Zhou Menglong had noticed the flirtatious look in her eyes. Under these circumstances, Shen Mengdie looked at Zhou Menglong with a hint of provocation. The other three directors of the reception office, who were already a bit drunk, were naturally eager to stir up trouble. Seeing that Shen Mengdie had outmaneuvered Zhou Menglong, they started to cheer and applaud, urging Zhou Menglong to drink a glass of about 1.6 ounces of baijiu.

Although Zheng Yuru didn't know why Shen Mengdie had suddenly challenged Zhou Menglong, seeing Zhou Menglong's expression, Zheng Yuru assumed he wasn't going to drink the wine. Under these circumstances, Zheng Yuru smiled sweetly and picked up the wine glass in front of Zhou Menglong: "Miss Shen, I invited Menglong out. This penalty drink should be drunk by me, not Menglong. Everyone, look at me, how about I drink this glass?"

As she spoke, Zheng Yuru was about to drink the glass of liquor in one gulp, but unfortunately, Zhou Menglong raised his hand to stop her, instead looking at Shen Mengdie. Seeing Zheng Yuru standing up for Zhou Menglong, Shen Mengdie was even more furious. In a fit of pique, Shen Mengdie picked up a large wine glass and filled it with baijiu (Chinese liquor). "Menglong, you're afraid to drink, aren't you? Fine, I suggested it, so I'll take the punishment with you."

Without waiting for Zhou Menglong's agreement, Shen Mengdie suddenly tilted her head back and downed the entire glass of baijiu in one gulp. Then, she turned the glass upside down, looking at Zhou Menglong with a smug expression. Those around them cheered loudly at Shen Mengdie's drinking. Amidst the cheers, Zhou Menglong suddenly picked up his own glass of baijiu and downed it in one go. Neither Shen Mengdie nor Zheng Yuru had expected Zhou Menglong to suddenly drink a whole glass of baijiu, and both of them let out a soft "Ah!"

However, Shen Mengdie's exclamation stemmed from her utter surprise that Zhou Menglong, after such a fierce battle, still had the energy to drink a full glass of baijiu. Remembering that she was the instigator, her exclamation carried a hint of guilt. Zheng Yuru, on the other hand, was simply overwhelmed with concern. An ordinary person would be completely drunk after such a full glass of baijiu, and while Zhou Menglong had a good tolerance, he had just fought her and his strength hadn't fully recovered. This one glass would be enough to make him feel unwell, hence Zheng Yuru's exclamation was tinged with worry.

The other three, seeing Zhou Menglong drink the wine, cheered loudly. In response, they all picked up their glasses and began to drink as well. Unfortunately, none of them had the same tolerance as Shen Mengdie and Zhou Menglong, and they could only drink from small cups one by one. The atmosphere in the private room became unusually lively. Zhou Menglong asked Zheng Yuru to sit down, and then sat down next to Shen Mengdie.

When Shen Mengdie saw Zhou Menglong find her at this crucial moment, her heart skipped a beat. Zhou Menglong, seeing Shen Mengdie's expression, smiled slightly: "Sister Shen, I don't know why you're like this tonight, but I know you must have something on your mind. How about this, if you trust me, Zhou Menglong, then please wait for me outside after dinner, okay? I think I'd be very willing to hear a beautiful woman tell me some untold stories."

As he said this, Zhou Menglong gave Shen Mengdie a meaningful look.

Looking into Zhou Menglong's deep, all-seeing gaze, Shen Mengdie felt her heart suddenly pound. A sense of panic welled up inside her, causing her to lower her head, almost unable to meet Zhou Menglong's eyes. Due to her unease, Shen Mengdie's slender hands gripped the tablecloth, her thighs twisting nervously, but she remained noncommittal about Zhou Menglong's words.

Seeing Shen Mengdie's appearance, Zhou Menglong felt a pang of pity. However, with everyone present, he couldn't show too much concern for her. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong suddenly sighed deeply, then walked over to the three directors of the reception office and started drinking with them again.

Zhou Menglong's sigh reached Shen Mengdie's ears, making her heart pound. She could hear a mixture of concern, affection, and an unspoken sense of loss in his sigh. Hearing it, Shen Mengdie almost went limp: "Menglong seems to still care about me, still cares about me. Is this...is it true? He already has Zheng Yuru. Why...why does he still care about me so much?"

Thinking of the time she spent with Zhou Menglong, Shen Mengdie suddenly felt the lights in the private room brighten, and everything in the world become beautiful. Biting her lip, she secretly glanced at Zhou Menglong. As if making a decision, a resolute look appeared in her large, watery eyes. Thinking of her determination, a shy blush crept onto her delicate face.

In a lively atmosphere, the dinner finally came to a successful conclusion. Not only did the three directors of the reception office agree that Golden Lady would be their future base of operations, but even the secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission and the district party secretary expressed to Qian Feilan, Liu Yumei, Zheng Yuru, and other women that they would definitely hold all future government receptions at Golden Lady. This outcome naturally made Zhou Menglong and Zheng Yuru very happy.

Liu Yumei and Qian Feilan were already a little tipsy and left in their car. The four directors of the reception office followed the district party secretary and the secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission. In the huge hall of Golden Lady, only Zhou Menglong and Zheng Yuru remained. Zheng Yuru knew that Zhou Menglong had just had a big fight with her and then poured Shen Mengdie a full glass of baijiu. Fearing that he couldn't handle it, she told Zhou Menglong to go back and rest, while she stayed behind to watch the waiters clean up.

Although Zhou Menglong was still conscious, he didn't refuse Zheng Yuru because he was thinking about his date with Shen Mengdie. After saying goodbye to Zheng Yuru, Zhou Menglong hurried towards their meeting place. Along the way, his heart suddenly burned with anticipation. Shen Mengdie hadn't agreed to meet him earlier; would she really be waiting for him there, or was he just imagining things, destined for disappointment? As

he neared his destination, Zhou Menglong quickened his pace. In the distance, he saw a charming young woman standing alone in the night, looking around as if waiting for someone. Seeing her figure, Zhou Menglong's heart leaped with joy. This woman was none other than Shen Mengdie, the beautiful married woman and director of the Changyang District Reception Office. On
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, at the sound of footsteps, Shen Mengdie's delicate face lit up with joy. She turned around and looked in the direction of the footsteps. When she saw Zhou Menglong hurrying towards her, her heart suddenly pounded. After hearing Zhou Menglong's sigh, Shen Mengdie made a sudden decision: she would go on a date with him. If possible, she would also tell him her secrets. The secrets she had been suppressing were suffocating her, and she desperately wanted to find someone to confide in. Zhou Menglong's sigh had just stirred her heart, and she had found someone to confide in.

Although Shen Mengdie knew that, given Zhou Menglong's feelings for her, she might become an unfaithful young woman after tonight's date, she thought of her husband's betrayal and the sounds she'd overheard of Zhou Menglong and Zheng Yuru making love in the bathroom. Her heart suddenly warmed; instead of the tension and guilt of impending infidelity, she felt excitement and anticipation.

But now that Zhou Menglong was in front of her, Shen Mengdie couldn't help but tense up. In this situation, she turned around, presenting her graceful back to Zhou Menglong. Zhou Menglong walked to her side and saw a long-haired young woman, dressed in white, standing in the night, exuding a faint, alluring fragrance. His heart fluttered slightly.

Thinking of the faint sadness on Shen Mengdie's delicate face and the spring-like desire hidden between her brows, Zhou Menglong's heart couldn't help but warm up. Coupled with the stimulation of a little alcohol, Zhou Menglong suddenly walked to Shen Mengdie's side, reached out and pulled her full and soft body, full of the charm of a mature young woman, into his arms.

Shen Mengdie clearly hadn't expected Zhou Menglong to be so bold. Without a word, he pulled her into his arms. She wanted to break free, but the masculine scent emanating from Zhou Menglong stimulated her sensitive body. Her mature, alluring figure ultimately betrayed her desires. Under these circumstances, Shen Mengdie let out a soft moan, her limp body collapsing into Zhou Menglong's embrace.

Inhaling the unique fragrance of a mature woman mingled with the scent of her hair, Zhou Menglong became somewhat intoxicated. Suddenly, he recalled the day in the office when he held Shen Mengdie's underwear and fantasized, and the sounds he heard her making while urinating in the bathroom. Thinking of these things, Zhou Menglong felt his blood slowly rushing to a certain part of his body.

Because Zhou Menglong was embracing Shen Mengdie from behind, his crotch was pressed tightly against her full, elastic buttocks, which were tightly wrapped in her tight dress. Although there were two layers of clothing between them, Shen Mengdie immediately felt it as soon as Zhou Menglong's body reacted. Feeling something hard and hot pressing against her buttocks, Shen Mengdie's heart skipped a beat: "Oh my god, no way! Zhou Menglong just finished with Zheng Yuru, and it's only been a little over an hour, but he can get hard again! He... he's too amazing! It's really... terrifying!"

Although she was afraid that Zhou Menglong had regained his ability so quickly, the stimulation of his large penis against her buttocks made Shen Mengdie's body feel hot and aroused. At this moment, Shen Mengdie could almost clearly feel that her little pussy, tightly wrapped in stockings, was becoming wet again.

"Should I just let him hold me like this? To be honest, his scent is really mesmerizing. Sigh, if I do this, I'll be cheating on him. I'll be letting my husband down. What should I do? But what's wrong with letting my husband down? When he's with other women, does he ever think about my feelings? Besides, I came here because I wanted to experience the pleasure of passion. Why am I hesitating now?"

"What's wrong with Sister Shen? She doesn't resist my passionate advances at all, not even a struggle. Has she always liked me? And did she agree to our date today because she wants to offer herself to me? But what about that flirtatious look in her eyes just now? Could it be that she was thinking about me at the dinner table?"

The two stood there quietly, each lost in their own thoughts. From a distance, a tall young man was embracing a stunningly beautiful woman dressed in snow-white. The woman's long hair flowed freely, and their bodies were pressed tightly together. The scene looked so peaceful and serene that one couldn't help but wish this couple well. However, no one would have guessed that this man was already a seasoned womanizer, and this beautiful woman was already married and a mother of a one-year-old child.

She didn't know how much time had passed when Shen Mengdie felt Zhou Menglong's large penis pressing against her round and perky buttocks, which were wrapped in her tight skirt. It was getting bigger and bigger, and the hard and hot sensation was becoming more and more obvious. Although she couldn't see the shape of her buttocks, Shen Mengdie could still feel that the large penis had pushed a piece of her buttock flesh in.

Feeling Zhou Menglong's hardness, heat, and size, Shen Mengdie became somewhat agitated. By now, her ears were red, and a strange impulse and desire were stirring within her. Shen Mengdie knew that if she didn't take any action, perhaps just the alluring feeling of that big cock pressing against her buttocks would make her unable to resist. And to let Zhou Menglong taste her soft, fragrant, and mature womanly body so easily, Shen Mengdie was truly unwilling. Although she was also captivated by the dual feeling of tranquility and passion that Zhou Menglong gave her when he held her in his arms, Shen Mengdie still struggled slightly in Zhou Menglong's embrace.

To Shen Mengdie's surprise, Zhou Menglong's arms around her slender waist were incredibly tight. After struggling a few times, she couldn't break free from his embrace. Instead, she turned around and stood face-to-face with him. Perhaps the struggle had caused her body to rub against Zhou Menglong's masculine body, stimulating her sensitive skin. Or perhaps she was simply too drunk to handle the alcohol, because after struggling for a while, she suddenly felt weak. In any case, after turning around and standing face-to-face with Zhou Menglong, she stopped there, placed her hands on his chest, and bravely looked at him with her large, watery eyes.

As Shen Mengdie struggled in his arms, Zhou Menglong felt his hard, hot penis circle around her full, elastic buttocks, which were tightly wrapped in her white dress. When Shen Mengdie stopped, his penis pressed against her soft, plump mons pubis, feeling the warm, alluring scent emanating from it. Zhou Menglong felt his penis grow even larger, and his eyes burned with desire. At that moment, Zhou

Menglong could see a blush rising on Shen Mengdie's delicate face. Whether this blush was from the alcohol or from the stimulation of her soft, round mons pubis, only Shen Mengdie herself knew the answer.

At that moment, Shen Mengdie could truly feel the hardness and heat of Zhou Menglong's large penis. She felt it push her tight skirt up between her legs, pressing against her plump, soft mons pubis. She felt it was being pushed in slightly, and the hard, hot sensation relentlessly penetrated her most sensitive area, arousing her desire. Shen Mengdie couldn't help but let out a soft moan. Hearing this,

Zhou Menglong seemed encouraged. One hand remained around her slender waist, keeping her soft, elastic body pressed tightly against his, while his other hand reached out and slowly lifted her small chin, his gaze burning as he looked at this alluring, stunningly beautiful young woman.

Seeing Zhou Menglong's burning gaze upon her, Shen Mengdie's heart pounded. The courageous look that had previously sparkled in her large, watery eyes gradually vanished, replaced by a clear hint of panic. In this state, Shen Mengdie instinctively wanted to lower her head, unable to meet Zhou Menglong's eyes, but Zhou Menglong held her chin, making it impossible for her to lower her head.

Zhou Menglong also noticed the panic in Shen Mengdie's large, watery eyes, and saw that her breathing had become rapid under his teasing. With each rapid breath, Shen Mengdie's full, elastic breasts, tightly encased in her blouse, rose and fell before him. This erotic scene aroused Zhou Menglong as well.

However, at this moment, Zhou Menglong didn't rush to press Shen Mengdie's breasts against his chest, to feel the stimulation from her full and firm breasts. He sensed that Shen Mengdie wasn't particularly resistant to his teasing, and it was only a matter of time before he experienced the wonderful sensations of her breasts. What Zhou Menglong found

most attractive about Shen Mengdie now was her sexy, slightly red lips in the night. Her lips were thin, yet soft and fragrant. They were slightly parted, and a delicate, orchid-like breath escaped from them. Zhou Menglong suddenly felt that, at this moment, nothing in the world was more attractive to him than Shen Mengdie's sexy, slightly full lips.

Zhou Menglong cradled Shen Mengdie's face, pulling her closer... ten centimeters, one centimeter, three centimeters, one centimeter. As Shen Mengdie's lips drew ever closer, Zhou Menglong felt his heart pounding. A strange, indescribable feeling welled up within him, causing him to smile gently at Shen Mengdie. Then, Zhou Menglong's lips covered Shen Mengdie's. Ah! Those soft, fragrant lips!

Shen Mengdie also felt Zhou Menglong's lips getting closer and closer. In this situation, Shen Mengdie naturally knew what Zhou Menglong wanted to do. Looking at this tall, handsome young man, Shen Mengdie could almost hear her own heart pounding. Yet, in this situation, Shen Mengdie couldn't muster the slightest resistance. She simply watched as Zhou Menglong's lips drew closer and closer, finally kissing her soft, fragrant lips.

Zhou Menglong kissed Shen Mengdie's lips with extremely light and gentle touch. He could feel that Shen Mengdie's lips were slightly cool, yet so soft and fragrant. That alluring scent deeply stimulated Zhou Menglong, causing him to involuntarily begin to suckle Shen Mengdie's lips. Thinking that he could finally taste the fragrant lips of this beautiful goddess, Zhou Menglong's large penis between Shen Mengdie's legs involuntarily swelled slightly.

Shen Mengdie felt that as Zhou Menglong's lips covered hers and began to suckle vigorously, she suddenly felt a sense of difficulty breathing. She also deeply felt the movement of Zhou Menglong's large penis between her legs. That strange stimulation caused Shen Mengdie to lean gently against him, letting Zhou Menglong's lips explore and demand from her.

Shen Mengdie's warm breath, exhaling through her nose, brushed against Zhou Menglong's face, filling him with a fragrance like orchids. Looking at the stunning young woman in his arms, letting him take her soft, fragrant lips, and with his large penis pressed against her mons pubis, soft and plump like a steamed bun beneath her stockings, Zhou Menglong felt a strange sensation rise within him. Ah! The unique fragrance of a mature and alluring woman—it was so comfortable, so stimulating! As he continued to savor Shen Mengdie's fragrant lips, feeling them warm from their initial coolness, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. His movements, stimulated by this, gradually became somewhat rougher.

As Zhou Menglong

felt the alluring, charming young woman in his arms slowly soften and heat up, her breathing became heavy under his passionate kisses. Her hands, which had been pressing against his chest, slid weakly down to his waist. Although she hadn't yet embraced him, it was only a matter of time. Zhou Menglong was incredibly excited. At this moment, he felt that the temptation emanating from the young woman in his arms was enough to make him lose himself, to ignite his passion, and to make him wild.

Sensing that Shen Mengdie didn't seem to resist his passionate kisses, Zhou Menglong grew bolder. He felt that simply kissing her lips wasn't enough to fully satisfy his urges. So, his lips began to glide across her delicate, almost fragile face. He couldn't help but kiss her lips, her eyes, her cheeks, her earlobes… When

he kissed her smooth, delicate neck, he could clearly see her full, firm breasts, tightly encased in a black bra, and could clearly smell the rich, fragrant milky scent emanating from them. Stimulated by this alluring sensation, Zhou Menglong longed to bury his face in her cleavage and savor that exquisite beauty.

At this moment, Shen Mengdie was like a docile little lamb, allowing Zhou Menglong to kiss her body without any resistance or rejection. Shen Mengdie closed her eyes, her body trembling slightly from time to time. At this point, Shen Mengdie's hands, which had been hanging at Zhou Menglong's waist, began to intentionally or unintentionally wrap around his waist. Her mons pubis, which bulged like a meat bun between her legs, pressed hard against Zhou Menglong's large penis. Waves of hard and hot stimulation traveled from between her legs to Shen Mengdie's heart, causing her to let out a dreamlike moan.

The two embraced tightly, relentlessly rubbing against each other like a couple deeply in love, expressing their affection through body language. The atmosphere grew heated, and the sounds of their breaths became clearly audible, adding a touch of ambiguity to the lonely night. After a long while, Zhou Menglong finally raised his head, gazing intently at Shen Mengdie. In the dim

moonlight, Shen Mengdie's delicate face was revealed in exquisite detail, radiating a serene glow that made her even more alluring. Her face was flushed with shyness, barely concealed joy, and a deep blush—a complex mix that defied easy comprehension. Zhou Menglong gently grasped Shen Mengdie's hand. The unique allure of that woman permeated every nerve and blood vessel in his body, causing him to shiver involuntarily.

Shen Mengdie's eyes were filled with boundless affection and love, tinged with a hint of hesitation at the thought of betraying her husband. Looking at her delicate, fragile face, and imagining this mature and beautiful young woman finally surrendering to him tonight, allowing him to savor her sweet, alluring body, Zhou Menglong's breathing became short and rapid. "Huff...huff...huff..."

"Thump...thump...thump..."

Remembering the intimate scene in the office that day, Zhou Menglong's heart pounded like a war drum, each beat heavier than the last.

"The night is so beautiful outside, let's take a walk!"

Seeing the increasingly fiery gaze in Zhou Menglong's eyes, Shen Mengdie felt her heart pounding. The growing heat within her body was almost unbearable. To avoid revealing her true feelings to Zhou Menglong—her longing for him, her love and hate for him, her ambiguous feelings for him, and her desire to leave him—Shen Mengdie gently broke free from Zhou Menglong's embrace. However, when she saw the disappointed expression on Zhou Menglong's face after she broke free, her heart softened. Under these circumstances, Shen Mengdie suggested...

Zhou Menglong nodded. Seeing that Zhou Menglong had agreed to her request, Shen Mengdie smiled sweetly. Zhou Menglong suddenly felt that Shen Mengdie's smile was like a hundred flowers blooming, like the spring breeze thawing the ice. It was very much like an elegant rose suddenly blooming in the dead of night. Shen Mengdie walked slowly in front, and Zhou Menglong followed behind. He didn't know if Zhou Menglong was walking too fast or if Shen Mengdie was deliberately waiting for him. Soon, the two walked side by side. Later, naturally, Zhou Menglong and Shen Mengdie embraced each other and slowly strolled away.

After walking for about ten minutes, a park appeared before them. They exchanged a glance, and though neither spoke, they tacitly entered the park together. Unlike the outside world, the park was dimly lit except for a few square meters illuminated by streetlights. In the shadows, Zhou Menglong and Shen Mengdie could vaguely see couples lying on the grass, entwined in each other's arms. Some made soft, tsk-tsk sounds, while others emitted what sounded like moans. Zhou Menglong

noticed that Shen Mengdie's delicate face flushed even more after seeing the intimate scenes on the grass, and her eyes held a hint of desire. Looking at the alluring young woman beside him, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but smile wickedly. Seduced by the unique fragrance emanating from Shen Mengdie's body, he couldn't resist pulling her into his arms, holding her even tighter.

A wave of masculine heat emanated from Zhou Menglong, stimulating Shen Mengdie's nerves and causing her heart to pound even harder. Under these circumstances, Shen Mengdie lowered her head, leaning on Zhou Menglong's shoulder, seemingly lost in her own fantasy. At this moment, Shen Mengdie felt an indescribable sense of fulfillment and peace in Zhou Menglong's arms.

"Sister Shen..."

Zhou Menglong softly called Shen Mengdie's name, his head close to her ear, breathing warm air onto her small, sensitive earlobe, stimulating her senses. At this moment, Zhou Menglong was suddenly filled with an impulse to conquer this young woman, to use his strength to create an indelible memory for this alluring woman.

A tingling sensation emanated from her earlobe, making Shen Mengdie feel a slight heat. Under these circumstances, she involuntarily shook her head, as if both were resisting Zhou Menglong's teasing and afraid of the tingling sensation. However, Shen Mengdie didn't realize that Zhou Menglong's head was right next to her delicate, almost fragile face. So, as she turned her head, her fragrant lips met Zhou Menglong's. Zhou Menglong seized the opportunity, pulling her close and covering her lips with his own. After a long, passionate kiss, Shen Mengdie finally caught her breath. "Menglong...no! No! There are people here, it's not good, it's not good to be seen!" Perhaps it was the sight of many couples embracing in the darkness of the park that made Shen Mengdie feel like she was being watched. So, although she felt incredibly comfortable under Zhou Menglong's passionate kiss, thinking of this, Shen Mengdie shyly pushed away Zhou Menglong's arms, but she wasn't as uninhibited as she had been when they were alone on the roadside. Instead, she resisted Zhou Menglong's teasing.

Zhou Menglong knew that Shen Mengdie was just shy, not resisting his teasing, so he didn't mind her actions. Instead, he admired Shen Mengdie's alluring young woman body. In the moonlight, Shen Mengdie looked like a rose, incredibly beautiful, especially her shapely and exquisite curves, which aroused Zhou Menglong's desire. He couldn't help but pull Shen Mengdie back into his arms and kiss her fragrant lips passionately.

At first, Shen Mengdie still resisted somewhat, but even she could feel how weak and powerless her resistance to Zhou Menglong's teasing was. Zhou Menglong naturally sensed it too. Under these circumstances, although Zhou Menglong felt Shen Mengdie's feigned resistance, he did not let up, like a lion cruelly devouring its prey.

"Mmm...oh...uh..."

Shen Mengdie moaned passionately in Zhou Menglong's arms, her body beginning to writhe within him. Zhou Menglong's teasing had just ignited the desire and impulse within Shen Mengdie, which had not yet completely subsided, once again. Feeling Zhou Menglong's domineering nature, Shen Mengdie's hands, which had been pushing against him, fell limply to her sides, and she began to enjoy the wonderful sensations brought by Zhou Menglong's passionate kisses.

At this point, Shen Mengdie felt her reason being overtaken by lust. Her body's needs made this beautiful young woman no longer feel ashamed of being held and kissed passionately by Zhou Menglong. Instead, she wanted his kisses to be more intense and wilder. Naturally, under this stimulation, her vulva, tightly wrapped in stockings, became wet once more.

"Sister Shen, you're so beautiful, you…"

Zhou Menglong didn't finish his sentence before pulling Shen Mengdie into his arms and placing her on the grass. Shen Mengdie's feigned resistance strongly stimulated Zhou Menglong, and combined with the effects of alcohol, he suddenly wanted to take advantage of this alluring and charming young woman right there and then, to taste the body he had longed for for so long.

Shen Mengdie lay languidly on the grass, whether silently agreeing to Zhou Menglong's further actions or having struggled but now been helpless, it was unclear. Her large, watery eyes, like shining stars in the night sky, gazed at Zhou Menglong, filled with shyness yet also a hint of longing. Clearly, under Zhou Menglong's repeated teasing, this already sexually frustrated young woman was opening her body and mind, ready to accept his advances. Seeing Shen Mengdie's

fragrant breath and seductive gaze, Zhou Menglong's heart suddenly skipped a beat. This beautiful young woman was using her alluring body to seduce him, causing his blood to surge and making him somewhat reckless. In this state, Zhou Menglong pressed his body against Shen Mengdie's. Shen Mengdie let out a muffled groan and then fell silent.

Zhou Menglong and Shen Mengdie were so close that Shen Mengdie's firm, full breasts were pressed firmly against Zhou Menglong's chest. The warm and elastic sensation stimulated Zhou Menglong's nerves, causing his large penis, already swollen like a red-hot iron rod, to press against Shen Mengdie's inner thighs. It once again pressed against Shen Mengdie's plump and luscious mons pubis, which was tightly wrapped in her underwear. The warm and soft sensation coming from his penis made Zhou Menglong groan softly.

Zhou Menglong and Shen Mengdie's bodies embraced beautifully. Zhou Menglong's lips returned to Shen Mengdie's fragrant lips, then her hair... then her ears, neck, nipples... At this moment, Zhou Menglong felt that every part of Shen Mengdie's body was so alluring, so tempting, that he couldn't help but shower her delicate, mature, and fragrant body with kisses like raindrops. He savored the wonderful sensations Shen Mengdie's body gave him while teasing her.

As Zhou Menglong kissed Shen Mengdie's tender skin, he reached down and slipped his right hand inside Shen Mengdie's long skirt, tracing the curve of her thigh upwards. The sensation from his fingers allowed Zhou Menglong to truly experience for the first time how smooth, how soft, and how alluring the skin on Shen Mengdie's jade-like legs, tightly encased in flesh-colored stockings, was.

Shen Mengdie felt Zhou Menglong's malicious hand slowly moving towards her plump and alluring vulva, tightly wrapped in her panties. A fleeting thought of struggle crossed her mind, quickly swallowed by the pleasure of Zhou Menglong's large hand. In this situation, Shen Mengdie seemed resigned, lying there quietly, letting Zhou Menglong's large hand do as he pleased with her body.

Sensing that Shen Mengdie didn't resist his actions, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but gasp. The firm and warm sensation of Shen Mengdie's full and elastic breasts, tightly wrapped in her top, pressed against his chest deeply stimulated Zhou Menglong's nerves, making him even more excited. His hands moved more vigorously, leaving a hot mark on Shen Mengdie's legs before finally touching her panties.

The 297th Director, Shen Mengdie,

was voluptuous and supple, with a hint of warmth and moisture. The sensation, transmitted precisely from Zhou Menglong's hands, reached his heart, stimulating his nerves. Shen Mengdie, already flustered and confused, hadn't expected that the most important part of her female body, between her legs, would be so easily lost. A wave of shyness washed over her, causing her to instinctively clamp her legs together, trying to stop Zhou Menglong's actions, lest his teasing hands between her legs further fuel her already aroused desire.

However, Shen Mengdie hadn't expected that her clenching of her legs would trap Zhou Menglong's hand between them, placing it precisely on her plump and luscious vulva, tightly encased in her panties. This meant that besides her vulva being teased by Zhou Menglong, the sensitive skin at the base of her thighs also felt the friction of his large hand. The unusual stimulation was unbearable for Shen Mengdie, so she spread her legs again, allowing Zhou Menglong to tease her vulva. Zhou Menglong's

middle finger rubbed along the seam of the stockings tightly covering her vulva, the tingling sensation stimulating her nerves and giving her immense pleasure. Under these circumstances, Shen Mengdie involuntarily began to writhe, as if releasing the desire that had surged within her under Zhou Menglong's teasing.

Zhou Menglong's hand continued to tease Shen Mengdie between her legs. He could feel a distinct dampness on his middle finger, indicating that his teasing had aroused the alluring young woman's desire. Otherwise, her vulva wouldn't be flowing with so much fluid. This discovery excited Zhou Menglong

even more. He began to move his body, rubbing his chest against Shen Mengdie's breasts, which were tightly encased in her top. Although he couldn't see them, he could feel them changing shape under the pressure of his chest. The firm, elastic, and warm sensation further excited him.

Shen Mengdie felt that Zhou Menglong was arousing her, both her vulva tightly wrapped in her panties and her full, elastic breasts tightly wrapped in her top. The strange stimulation emanating from her most sensitive areas was unbearable for this charming young woman. Under these circumstances, Shen Mengdie couldn't help but moan, "Ah, Menglong, no, don't do this, there are people here, you, I can't, I can't do this to me, ah, ah, Menglong, no." Although Shen Mengdie kept saying

she wanted it, her hands were tightly wrapped around Zhou Menglong's waist. With Zhou Menglong's tall body pressing against her full and firm breasts, her buttocks were slightly raised, making her vulva between her legs protrude even more under Zhou Menglong's fingers, welcoming him. From her body language, Shen Mengdie showed no sign of wanting it at all.

Shen Mengdie's feigned resistance only further aroused Zhou Menglong. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong slightly tightened his grip, tearing a large hole in the crotch of Shen Mengdie's stockings. Shen Mengdie clearly hadn't expected Zhou Menglong to be so wild; she let out a soft "Ah!" and tried to squeeze her legs together. But Zhou Menglong seemed to anticipate her reaction, and his fingers nimbly darted out. Without a second thought, Zhou Menglong pulled down Shen Mengdie's panties and simultaneously inserted his fingers.

Ah! Infinitely soft pubic hair! Ah! Infinitely tender labia! Ah! An infinitely beautiful moment. The moment his fingers touched Shen Mengdie's plump and luscious vulva between her legs, he couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. With heavy breathing, Zhou Menglong began to tease Shen Mengdie between her legs.

This is where Zhou Menglong's skillful teasing became apparent. He would occasionally rub his fingers against Shen Mengdie's labia, then stroke her inner thighs, and sometimes pull at her dark pubic hair, sending waves of pleasurable, slightly painful sensations. At other times, he would simply caress her mons pubis. Shen Mengdie,

recovering from the initial panic of her underwear being pulled down, immediately felt the pleasure Zhou Menglong's teasing brought her, even before she could close her thighs. Under this pleasurable stimulation, her thighs, which she had initially tried to close, finally relaxed, and her large, watery eyes closed, displaying a seductive, submissive demeanor.

Seeing Shen Mengdie relax her body again, Zhou Menglong knew that under his teasing, Shen Mengdie was slowly giving up her resistance. But if Zhou Menglong's hand really entered Shen Mengdie's little pussy, would she resist? Looking at Shen Mengdie's alluring appearance, Zhou Menglong smiled wickedly. Immediately, Zhou Menglong stretched his fingers forward, wanting to insert his fingers into Shen Mengdie's little pussy, to explore the most private part of a woman's body.

Just as Zhou Menglong's fingers were about to slide into Shen Mengdie's slightly moist vulva, Shen Mengdie hurriedly got up, grabbing Zhou Menglong's hand, which was still covered with the lustful fluid flowing from her little pussy. A resolute look appeared on her delicate face. Zhou Menglong was slightly stunned, looking at Shen Mengdie with a puzzled expression, as if he didn't understand why Shen Mengdie had refused him at this crucial moment.

Seeing Zhou Menglong looking at her with a puzzled and disappointed expression, Shen Mengdie felt her heart soften again. To be honest, Zhou Menglong's teasing of her vulva had given her great comfort; the tingling sensation had left her wanting more. Now, having stopped Zhou Menglong's hand, Shen Mengdie felt a sudden emptiness between her legs.

In this state, Shen Mengdie almost wanted to recklessly guide Zhou Menglong's hand between her legs and let him tease her vulva again, allowing her to experience that ecstatic feeling once more. However, remembering the couples all around, Shen Mengdie suppressed her impulse and resolutely removed Zhou Menglong's hand.

"No! No! I... Menglong, please don't do this, okay? Just thinking about all these people here, all these people watching me, makes me feel guilty, makes me feel awkward, and naturally, I can't, naturally, fully enjoy the happiness you bring me. Menglong, please don't, please don't, really don't. I'll be scared, really. Menglong, we can't be here, there are too many people here." Shen Mengdie pushed away Zhou Menglong's hand that was holding her down and tried to leave his embrace.

"Sister Shen, forgive me, I really couldn't help it... You don't know, when I saw you today, when I saw your sad face, my heart ached. Sister Shen, would you, would you tell me about your, your story? I, I really want to know, to know why you, why you are so sad." Zhou Menglong still hugged Shen Mengdie, not letting her get up.

"Hmm..."

Shen Mengdie was slightly taken aback when she heard Zhou Menglong say that, but she immediately realized that Zhou Menglong had been paying attention to her. Otherwise, how could he have seen through her subtle feelings when she was just asking questions, and how could he have discerned the heavy burden she carried? Thinking that she still held a certain place in Zhou Menglong's heart, Shen Mengdie felt a sweet warmth in her heart. After a moment of contemplation, she said, "Okay! But not here..."

"Okay! Let's go further in then. It's deep and dark inside; there won't be anyone else there."

Seeing that Shen Mengdie had agreed to his request, Zhou Menglong knew he would definitely be able to enjoy the alluring body of this beautiful young woman tonight. Once they were deeper into the park, just the two of them, he could do whatever he wanted to her. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong quickly replied.

The two walked tacitly into the park. Along the way, Shen Mengdie told Zhou Menglong about her husband's affair and how heartbroken she was, and how her mindset had subtly changed after receiving Zhou Menglong's call. Of course, Shen Mengdie deliberately omitted the fact that she had overheard Zhou Menglong and Zheng Yuru's lewd moans in the bathroom and had masturbated to orgasm.

Hearing that Shen Mengdie harbored so many secrets, and even more remarkably, that she still held a sliver of affection for him, Zhou Menglong was naturally deeply moved. At this moment, Zhou Menglong and Shen Mengdie had reached the outer edge of the park, a place where not only was there no one else in sight, but there was also a bench for visitors to rest on—it seemed as if it had been specially prepared for Zhou Menglong and Shen Mengdie.

Seeing the surroundings, Zhou Menglong and Shen Mengdie stopped simultaneously. Shen Mengdie turned around, her large, watery eyes looking at Zhou Menglong. Seeing the alluring expression on Shen Mengdie's pretty face, and remembering her feelings for him, Zhou Menglong could no longer resist and pulled Shen Mengdie into his arms, lowering his head to kiss her.

This time, Shen Mengdie didn't refuse Zhou Menglong. After feeling his enthusiasm, she hooked her arms around his neck and offered her tongue, appearing ready to be tasted. After some time, she pushed away his arm and walked to the chair. There, her heart fluttering, she leaned back on the recliner, her cheeks flushed. Her beautiful, slightly red eyes gazed intently at Zhou Menglong, as if she could see through his desires and into the depths of his soul. Her eyes held a mixture of longing, fantasy, and anxiety.

At this moment, Shen Mengdie's breasts, encased in her low-cut top, proudly stood erect before Zhou Menglong, radiating a seductive allure. Zhou Menglong saw that Shen Mengdie's breasts were rising and falling, trembling, with her rapid breathing. Her smooth abdomen swayed unsteadily with each breath. At this moment, Shen Mengdie was no longer the successful director of the Changyang District Reception Office, but simply a sexually frustrated young woman, a stunning beauty yearning for a man's affection!

Seeing Shen Menglong's alluring figure and hearing Shen Mengdie's increasingly rapid breathing, Zhou Menglong felt he couldn't resist any longer. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong slowly moved his body, his wolfish gaze fixed on Shen Mengdie as he slowly approached her soft, seductive body. When he reached the chair, his breathing became even more rapid, as if he couldn't hold back any longer. Zhou Menglong practically pounced on the bed, falling onto Shen Mengdie and immediately kissing her red lips.

Shen Mengdie, now burning with passion, wrapped her arms around Zhou Menglong's neck, licking his lips with her tongue. Her hot, dry tongue, upon touching Zhou Menglong's, was like dry tinder meeting a raging fire, unstoppable. At this moment, Shen Mengdie felt waves of desire surging within her, a desire that felt like it was about to explode, stimulating her sensitive body, making her eagerly reciprocate Zhou Menglong's passionate kiss.

Now, all Shen Mengdie could think about was how to release her desires in front of this handsome young man who had captivated her, how to let her delicate body experience intense pleasure under Zhou Menglong's hot, large penis, even if this pleasure would lead to an endless abyss, Shen Mengdie was willing to bear it.

Zhou Menglong and Shen Mengdie kissed passionately and caressed each other. Zhou Menglong's hands roamed over Shen Mengdie's body, sliding over every inch of her skin, enjoying the unique stimulation from her soft, fragrant body, while simultaneously sending waves of pleasure through her.

"Mmm... Menglong... I feel so sad... mmm... mmm..."

Shen Mengdie's expression was like that of a child who didn't yet understand things. She twisted her body, welcoming Zhou Menglong's large hands teasing her delicate body, while trying to caress him. She used her body language to express to Zhou Menglong how much her body craved and yearned.

"Mmm... mmm... I... know... I... am too..."

Zhou Menglong continued to kiss Shen Mengdie, while gently whispering in her ear. Shen Mengdie's slightly awkward teasing techniques further stimulated Zhou Menglong's nerves, making him so overwhelmed by lust that he couldn't stop himself.

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Gradually, Zhou Menglong's hand reached behind Shen Mengdie's clothes, pulling the long zipper from her chest to her waist. Then he took off Shen Mengdie's clothes and threw them on the ground. After removing Shen Mengdie's top, Zhou Menglong used a little force to pull off Shen Mengdie's tight skirt and stockings together. Shen Mengdie raised her body to meet Zhou Menglong, her big, watery eyes revealing a passionate gaze as she watched Zhou Menglong's eager actions on her body. The spring fever on her delicate face became more and more obvious.

Although it was the first time she had exposed her body to a man other than her husband, strangely, Shen Mengdie did not feel shy at all. Instead, she felt a joy in showing her beautiful body to the man she loved and letting him admire it. After a while, when Zhou Menglong raised his head again, Shen Mengdie was only wearing a small pink thong.

Zhou Menglong temporarily broke free from Shen Mengdie's embrace and quickly removed all his clothes, especially his underwear. When Zhou Menglong lay back down, Shen Mengdie had already taken off her panties. Seeing Zhou Menglong's wolfish gaze lingering on her body, Shen Mengdie bravely stretched out her body, her large, watery eyes meeting his gaze directly, enjoying the strange stimulation of his lewd stares. Zhou Menglong saw her

naked body lying before him. Thinking of this alluring young woman who, after so many days, had finally opened her heart to him, presenting her exquisite body for his pleasure, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but let out a deep, panting breath, his gaze burning as he scanned Shen Mengdie's body.

Zhou Menglong saw Shen Mengdie's firm and exquisite breasts, rising and falling on her chest. Their fullness and firmness, along with her snow-white, delicate skin, made her breasts resemble the specialty of Lishan—a ripe peach. Her fair and rosy skin was flawless, like a piece of fine jade, exquisite and translucent. Her small, angular red lips were parted, as if calling for help, making one want to take a bite immediately. Her smooth,

tender neck, her smooth and delicate abdomen, her round and slender thighs, her full and plump buttocks, her shapely and tall figure, and… that alluring triangle, mysterious like a secluded valley in the deep mountains, as if untouched by human hands, seemed to wriggle shyly upon seeing Zhou Menglong's burning gaze, as if expressing her desire to Zhou Menglong, yet also feigning reluctance.

Between her legs, the soft, plump mons pubis, like a steamed bun, was covered with thick, fine, and dark pubic hair. Her labia were full, round, and red, quite adorable. The cleft between her labia was glistening with vaginal fluid, a beautiful sight that ignited Zhou Menglong's lust.

Zhou Menglong pounced on Shen Mengdie, embracing her curvaceous body and sucking on her bright red nipples. His right hand roamed over her mysterious vulva. At this moment, the lust within Zhou Menglong, ignited by the allure of Shen Mengdie's beautiful body, became uncontrollable. He wanted to melt this seductive woman into his arms, to experience a cathartic climax while enjoying her exquisite form. As

Zhou Menglong's fingers caressed Shen Mengdie's labia, he felt their warmth and the cleft between them glistening with sticky, lustful fluid. Zhou Menglong extended his middle finger and slowly inserted it into her vagina, following the flow of her vaginal fluid. He felt an unusual warmth inside. Sensing Zhou Menglong's touch, Shen Mengdie let out a soft moan and tightly embraced him, rubbing her breasts against his chest. Her body language signaled to Zhou Menglong that she was ready and that his finger could enter her.

From Shen Mengdie's earlier words, Zhou Menglong knew that this young woman hadn't been caressed by a man for over a year, and the surging desire within her had made her a sexually frustrated woman. No wonder she had become so passionate so quickly under his teasing. In this state, Zhou Menglong gently probed Shen Mengdie's vaginal walls with his finger. With each gentle caress of his finger, Shen Mengdie moaned softly.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm...Menglong...I...can't...take it anymore...my inside...is so...so itchy...how...is this...oh...I...mmm...I,I,I want it now,I want your big cock, your big cock, come, come give it to me, give me some relief from the itch, Menglong, Menglong, come on,I,I will,I will be very happy, happy to see, see your, your big cock, your big cock inserted, inserted into my, my little cunt, Menglong, come on,I,I am,I am ready, ready,"

Zhou Menglong knew the time was ripe, and under the teasing of Shen Mengdie's alluring body and the stimulation of Shen Mengdie's dreamlike moans, Zhou Menglong felt that his big cock had become even harder and hotter, and he desperately needed to find a place to relieve his desire. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong spread Shen Mengdie's thighs and pressed his huge cock against the entrance of Shen Mengdie's peach blossom cave.

At this moment, Shen Mengdie grasped Zhou Menglong's large penis with both hands, frowning as she said, "Menglong... I'm scared... Yours is so big... I'm afraid... it will hurt... I, I haven't, haven't been in contact with a man's, a man's big penis for so long, you, you, you wait a moment, wait a moment, you must, be gentle, be gentle, I, I'm afraid I won't be able to, won't be able to take it." Shen Mengdie's voice clearly contained inexplicable fear. Although she had heard Zhou Menglong use his large penis to make Zheng Yuru feel like she was dying of pleasure in the bathroom, she had thought that Zhou Menglong would use his large penis to fuck her. But when she felt Zhou Menglong's size, she was still afraid that Zhou Menglong's large penis would be inserted into her little cunt and she wouldn't be able to take it. So, under these circumstances, Shen Mengdie couldn't help but let out that moan.

However, although Shen Mengdie was moaning, as a woman, she naturally knew that the bigger the man's penis, the fuller her little cunt would feel during penetration, and the more stimulating the pleasure from the large glans rubbing against her vagina would be. Under these circumstances, Shen Mengdie's delicate face showed fear, yet also a hint of desire and excitement.

Zhou Menglong whispered in Shen Mengdie's ear, "I'll be very careful, very gentle, Sister Shen, don't worry. I know that although you're a woman now, but your little cunt hasn't been fucked by a man for over a year, so, so, later I, I'll be gentle, let you, let you get used to it, and then, then I'll fuck you properly, okay? But, but, you, you have to let my big penis in now, otherwise, otherwise, how can I fuck you?" "..."

Upon hearing Zhou Menglong's words, Shen Mengdie released her grip on his large penis. At the same time, she bravely spread her legs, revealing her wet, itchy vulva to Zhou Menglong. She bit her lip, looking bravely at him, as if saying, "Menglong, come in, insert your big penis into my vulva. I'm ready, I'm ready to receive your big penis."

However, the fear in Shen Mengdie's voice made Zhou Menglong feel sorry for her. Instead of immediately inserting his penis into her vulva, he lay on top of her, passionately kissing her red lips while kneading her breasts, pinching her nipples, and caressing every inch of her delicate skin.

Under Zhou Menglong's teasing, Shen Mengdie felt her body begin to fly. That long-lost pleasure constantly stimulated Shen Mengdie's soft and sensitive body, which had been deprived of intimacy for a long time. This made Shen Menglong restless while enjoying himself. Gradually, Shen Mengdie forgot her previous fear and slowly fell into a state of intoxication, occasionally making "hmm...hmm...hmm..."

Zhou Menglong's movements were extremely light and gentle, causing Shen Mengdie to completely abandon her guard. So, Zhou Menglong slowly parted Shen Mengdie's tightly closed thighs, spread her labia with his hands, and then rubbed the head of his penis against Shen Mengdie's exposed clitoris. At this moment, Zhou Menglong's penis head was completely wet with the lustful fluid flowing from Shen Mengdie's little pussy between her legs, becoming sufficiently lubricated. Zhou Menglong thought that after teasing Shen Mengdie's clitoris for a while, he would insert his big penis into her little pussy.

"Mmm... Menglong... Oh... No... Don't... I... I'm scared... I really don't want to..."

Shen Mengdie seemed to realize that Zhou Menglong was about to pierce her body, and she felt a surge of excitement. However, out of feminine shyness, she feigned reluctance, but her delicate face, which could be easily broken, revealed an increasingly excited expression.

Shen Mengdie's moans were completely irrational. Although she said no, she moaned and reached out to grab Zhou Menglong's large penis. As a result, Zhou Menglong's glans instantly swelled even more, trembling from time to time. Shen Mengdie had completely forgotten her earlier fear and was now immersed in the intoxicating world of fantasy. Holding Zhou Menglong's large penis, Shen Mengdie parted her labia and began to manipulate it towards her vulva.

Under Shen Mengdie's delicate hands, Zhou Menglong's lust intensified, his body burning with heat. He casually placed one of his large, lustful hands under Shen Mengdie's buttocks, kneading her full, round bottom while slightly lifting her waist. This caused her buttocks to arch, making her vulva more prominent.

Zhou Menglong pressed his glans against Shen Mengdie's vulva again, then slowly lowered his hips. His buttocks slid down his penis, his large cock slid down the glans, and the glans slid down the vaginal walls, penetrating Shen Mengdie's vagina. With the lubrication of her vaginal fluids, Zhou Menglong's glans slowly sank into Shen Mengdie's fleshy hole. At this moment, Zhou Menglong could feel his entire glans being tightly gripped by Shen Mengdie's little pussy, and he felt an indescribable sense of pleasure throughout his body.

Shen Mengdie's vagina was narrow and tight. Although she had already given birth, her vagina was as tight as a virgin's. This discovery excited Zhou Menglong, and he understood why Shen Mengdie had shown fear after feeling the size of his penis. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong felt even more affection for this stunningly beautiful young woman.

Zhou Menglong held Shen Mengdie tightly, kissing her lips, neck, and earlobes, his buttocks remaining still, letting his glans enjoy the tingling sensation of his penis being squeezed. The feeling of his large penis penetrating her small, wet vagina was strangely sweet and fulfilling for Shen Mengdie. But frustratingly, Zhou Menglong didn't move an inch, which made Shen Mengdie feel a renewed thirst.

After a while of this stalemate, Shen Mengdie finally couldn't resist and thrust her buttocks upwards several times. Clearly, her libido was high, and her vagina was itchy and numb, needing a man's penis to relieve the itch. Her inner desire was finally overcome by the omnipresent lust surging within her. Shen Mengdie no longer cared about her shyness and actively sought Zhou Menglong's penis.

Sensing Shen Mengdie's growing impatience, Zhou Menglong, seized by a mischievous impulse, revealed a faint, wicked smile. He slowly withdrew his penis. Shen Mengdie's eyes were tightly closed, her mouth open, seemingly enduring immense pain yet simultaneously experiencing intense pleasure. Her expression was utterly captivating. Zhou Menglong's method of slowly pushing in

and withdrawing was indeed tiring and strenuous, but with each insertion, he could feel Shen Mengdie's cunt sucking at his large penis, and with each withdrawal, he felt a profound sense of loss. Caught between this pleasure and disappointment, Zhou Menglong's body trembled slightly with pleasure.

Shen Mengdie clenched her fists tightly and bit Zhou Menglong's shoulder muscles. Unable to bear seeing her so helpless, Zhou Menglong raised his buttocks high and thrust his thick penis in forcefully. Shen Mengdie screamed, "It hurts so much...it hurts...it hurts so much!...Oh my god..." As she screamed ,

Shen

Mengdie gripped Zhou Menglong's penis tightly with both hands, trying to stop him from thrusting further. The sensation of his large penis thrusting in and out of her tight, wet vagina brought her a strange, sweet pleasure, and her heart began to anticipate it. However, Shen Mengdie underestimated the size of Zhou Menglong's penis and the capacity of her tight vagina. The tearing pain made her recall her first time with her husband, the scene of him breaking her hymen. Thinking of this, Shen Mengdie subconsciously held down Zhou Menglong's penis, afraid to let him move.

Zhou Menglong had originally intended to thrust his large penis all the way into Shen Mengdie's vagina in one go, to completely conquer this beautiful young woman's body and soul. But seeing Shen Mengdie's pained expression, her eyes tightly closed, tears welling up in her eyes, her face pale, and her lips trembling, Zhou Menglong held back, unable to bear pushing any further.

About a minute later, Shen Mengdie's complexion improved. Zhou Menglong then gently placed his hand on Shen Mengdie's vulva, slowly withdrawing his large penis and gently thrusting it in and out of her vagina to alleviate her pain and increase her libido. At the same time, Zhou Menglong's right hand kneaded Shen Mengdie's nipples. A short while later, Zhou Menglong asked softly, "Sister Shen, how are you feeling now? Is it still very painful?"

Shen Mengdie made a face and playfully said, "It doesn't hurt anymore! But... it's so itchy!"

Seeing Shen Mengdie's alluring appearance, clearly teasing him, Zhou Menglong's lust flared up. He decided to stop being so gentle. In this situation, Zhou Menglong took a deep breath, his large penis swelling violently. He lifted his waist, lowered his buttocks, and thrust it into Shen Mengdie's wet vagina without any hesitation. At that moment, even if the sky fell down, Zhou Menglong had to conquer this beautiful young woman first.

With a "whoosh," Zhou Menglong's large penis was completely inside, his hard penis filling Shen Mengdie's little cunt completely, leaving no room for air. Shen Mengdie trembled all over, unable to resist pushing Zhou Menglong away with her hands. Zhou Menglong, however, hugged Shen Mengdie tightly around the waist, making her unable to move. At the same time, he gently comforted her, "Sister Shen... Sister Shen... bear with it a little... soon, you will experience the pleasure that my big cock brings you. Sister Shen, I really didn't expect your place to be so narrow and tight. But if you don't feel this pain, you will never taste the pleasure that my big cock brings you!"

Slowly, Shen Mengdie felt the pain in her little pussy gradually disappear, replaced by a gradually intensifying feeling of fullness and tingling. Under these circumstances, Shen Mengdie seemed to have exhausted all her strength, lying limply on the bed, letting Zhou Menglong's lips rain down on her body. On her delicate face, a look of excitement and longing reappeared.

Zhou Menglong kissed every inch of Shen Mengdie's skin passionately, licking her tongue and nipples while slowly thrusting his thick penis, which was filled with her wet vagina. As Zhou Menglong worked on her simultaneously, Shen Mengdie unconsciously began to moan. "Mmm...mmm...mmm..."

Zhou Menglong knew that Shen Mengdie was already feeling the pleasure his large penis was giving her as it thrust in and out of her vagina. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong increased the force of his thrusts while continuing to lick Shen Mengdie's nipples and neck.

"Hoo...Meng...Menglong...it's so itchy...but you...inserting...and pulling out...it hurts so much...humph...you're so bad..."

Shen Mengdie's plump buttocks swayed involuntarily, and her hands began to caress Zhou Menglong's hair and chest...Shen Mengdie's breathing became rapid and labored. "Mmm...mmm...mmm..."

Shen Mengdie's moans grew rapid and intense, making Zhou Menglong's blood boil and his whole body burn. Unconsciously, his movements below quickened in sync with Shen Mengdie's moans.

Shen Mengdie's juices flowed like a spring, her panting heavily, making her appear extremely wanton. At the same time, Shen Mengdie's plump buttocks thrust upwards repeatedly, meeting the thrusts of Zhou Menglong's glans. Seeing that Shen Mengdie had finally reached her climax, her passion surging like a tide, her alluring beauty like a blooming begonia, Zhou Menglong's lust intensified. He tightly embraced Shen Mengdie's delicate body, urging his hips forward, thrusting and pounding with ferocious speed.

The force with which Zhou Menglong's penis plunged in was heavier than a thousand-pound hammer, and the depth was deeper than a well he had dug. He continued this frenzied, relentless thrusting until Shen Mengdie gasped repeatedly, her eyes glazed over, her moans incessant. "Oh... Menglong... so... so good... oh... my god... that's terrifying... you... you... how... your cock is... so thick... and so long..."

Shen Mengdie cried out wildly, her arms tightly wrapped around Zhou Menglong, her legs hooked around his waist, her plump buttocks eagerly welcoming his thrusts. People say, "What is the most beautiful moment for a woman?"

It's when she's about to climax during intercourse, her passion surging, her face flushed, her breath soft, her beautiful eyes slightly open—that kind of beauty is the rarest. "Hmm... Meng... Menglong... gently... gently... a little... oh... oh... gently... a little... you're going in... too hard... oh..."

But Zhou Menglong seemed to be venting his anger on Shen Mengdie, each thrust heavier and deeper than the last, ignoring her cries. Zhou Menglong's body, with his large glans, pressed heavily down on Shen Mengdie's body, then lifted up heavily again. Each time Zhou Menglong pressed down, Shen Mengdie would let out a muffled groan, as if she couldn't bear it anymore. At this moment, Shen Mengdie's eyes were glazed with desire, her cheeks flushed, and her breath came in soft gasps.

"Oh...oh...Meng...Menglong...ah...so beautiful...so beautiful...I'm dying...If only you were my husband...that would be so wonderful..."

Shen Mengdie was gradually entering a semi-conscious state, her hands caressing Zhou Menglong's hair and body with passionate tenderness. This drove Zhou Menglong even more frenzied, causing him to thrust and pound relentlessly.

"Oh... Meng... Menglong... I... I... I'm so happy... Oh... I... I'm going to die... It's so beautiful... Ah... Dear... Brother... No... No... Big cock brother... Yes... Yes... Harder... Harder... Oh... That's it..."

Shen Mengdie waved her arms as if crying for help, sometimes grabbing her own hair, sometimes grabbing Zhou Menglong's hair. Shen Mengdie thrust her hips forward and backward, like a rooster that couldn't be killed, her legs shaking incessantly.

Shen Mengdie held Zhou Menglong's head tightly to her breasts, looking like she couldn't bear it anymore. Zhou Menglong's movements only became more and more violent and intense. Zhou Menglong ruthlessly ravaged this domestic flower, like a storm destroying a flower on a wall. Shen Mengdie was trembling with excitement, crying out in pleasure, unwilling to let go of Zhou Menglong for a moment. Shen Mengdie clung tightly to Zhou Menglong's neck, her buttocks thrusting upwards repeatedly to meet his glans. Her beautiful eyes were languid, her breath sweet as lotus blossoms.

"Ah... Menglong... I... you... are... so... beautiful... I... I... can't... take it anymore... Meng... is... going to... ejaculate... ah..."

Shen Mengdie uttered the last word, then her body trembled violently, her vagina contracting rapidly, followed by a gush of hot vaginal fluid. To allow Shen Mengdie to experience the ultimate pleasure of penetration, Zhou Menglong thrust several times in quick succession, his own hot semen spurting out, drenching Shen Mengdie and causing her to tremble uncontrollably, clinging tightly to Zhou Menglong's body.

Zhou Menglong and Shen Mengdie embraced, quietly enjoying this infinitely beautiful moment. After a while, Shen Mengdie breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Beautiful...beautiful...absolutely wonderful...I never...thought that penetration is such a wonderful thing...oh...Menglong...it's so amazing..."

"Comfortable, isn't it? Especially with such a beautiful young woman like you,"

Zhou Menglong teased. Shen Mengdie probably didn't understand the meaning behind Zhou Menglong's words and continued, "Menglong, sit up and let me see your treasure. I want to take a good look tonight."

"No problem! Here! Take it!"

Zhou Menglong turned over and lay diagonally on the recliner. Shen Mengdie sat up and began to examine it carefully. Not content with just looking, she touched and pinched it. Shen Mengdie seemed very interested, secretly smiling as she touched it. Zhou Menglong saw all of this and decided to tease Shen Mengdie. "Hey! Look, it's so small now, but when it gets angry, it's terrifying! It could kill you!"

"Hmph! Nonsense, trying to fool a child!"

"You're teasing me, ha! You're such an easy girl to fool!"

"If you don't believe me, put it in your mouth and lick it with your tongue, then you'll believe me!"

Shen Mengdie really wiped the sticky fluid off the glans with her hand, then bent down and took Zhou Menglong's big penis into her mouth. Of course, at this time, Zhou Menglong's big penis was soft, small, and thin, and Shen Mengdie easily stuffed the whole penis into her mouth.

Shen Mengdie really did as Zhou Menglong said and started licking it with her tongue. Shen Mengdie's small mouth had the same effect as that vagina, especially when Shen Mengdie's hot tongue sucked on Zhou Menglong's glans, Zhou Menglong's big penis immediately swelled up. The treasure stuffed in Shen Mengdie's mouth was like a balloon filled with air, swollen, thick, and strong. As the large penis swelled, Shen Mengdie's small mouth was stretched beyond its capacity. Because it was so big, she couldn't spit it out, her face flushed red, her mouth numb and sore. She kept groaning, "Mmm...I...mmm...faster..."

Zhou Menglong told Shen Mengdie to endure and pull it out. Shen Mengdie had no choice but to suppress her tears and pull it out painfully, crying out, "Ah...uh...you're killing me...mmm...Menglong...it seems...you won't stop until you've killed me..."

Zhou Menglong, standing to the side, laughed heartily. However, he hadn't expected to make Shen Mengdie suffer so much. Look! Shen Mengdie's face was full of pain, her delicate eyebrows furrowed, and she was covered in sweat.

"Now do you believe me?"

Shen Mengdie nodded, looking utterly aggrieved. Seeing this, Zhou Menglong felt a pang of pity and pulled Shen Mengdie into his arms, gently kissing her lips. In Zhou Menglong's arms, Shen Mengdie was as gentle as a lamb, letting his hands caress her hair, neck, back, plump buttocks, thighs, breasts, and lower abdomen. His hands glided softly over her body. Shen Mengdie only moaned softly

, offering no resistance. Zhou Menglong's hand reached her lower abdomen and moved downwards, pressing against her pubic area. He kneaded her labia for a long time, until she nestled limply in his arms. "Oh... Menglong... I... I can't take it anymore..."

Zhou Menglong's fingers slid along the soft pubic hair into her vagina, pushing deeper until he touched incredibly tender flesh. It felt warm inside, a blissful paradise.

And so, Shen Mengdie slowly lay down again, letting Zhou Menglong press down on top of her. Zhou Menglong impatiently thrust his hips down again, but lost his aim, and the head of his penis slammed hard against Shen Mengdie's lower abdomen. Shen Mengdie cried out in pain, "Oh... wrong... you... why are you inserting it like that... it hurts so much..."

Zhou Menglong naturally felt pain too, but he buried it in his mouth and didn't cry out. Shen Mengdie hurriedly reached out and grabbed Zhou Menglong's penis, trying to shove it into her vagina.

Zhou Menglong knew that Shen Mengdie was burning with desire at this moment, so following the guidance of Shen Mengdie's small hand, he forcefully thrust it into her vagina, and with a "whoosh," his large penis was completely inside. Shen Mengdie groaned and stopped struggling. Zhou Menglong's glans plunged deep into Shen Mengdie's core, causing her to tremble and cry out in pleasure, "Mmm... Menglong... So good... So good... I... Ah... Oh... Faster... Faster thrusting..."

Zhou Menglong's tactic remained the same: gentle insertion and slow thrusting, his glans occasionally peeking out and rubbing against Shen Mengdie's labia and clitoris. This was quite amusing for Shen Mengdie, because each time Zhou Menglong's glans withdrew, she would use one hand to grasp his large penis and the other to spread her labia, allowing it to re-enter.

Zhou Menglong's penis throbbed like a red-hot iron rod, which Shen Mengdie found endlessly fascinating. Each time Zhou Menglong's penis withdrew, Shen Mengdie would chuckle to herself, a mischievous expression on her face. Zhou Menglong was quite happy to let Shen Mengdie's little hands grasp his large penis every time; the feeling was truly unique and utterly captivating. So, Zhou Menglong and Shen Mengdie played with each other like this, until…

until one day Shen Mengdie suddenly pressed down hard on Zhou Menglong's buttocks, preventing him from pulling his glans out. Shen Mengdie, pressing against Zhou Menglong's large penis, began to twist her buttocks, pushing the glans towards him. Shen Mengdie seemed so impatient, so desperate for a man to thrust into her little cunt. So Zhou Menglong, without any hesitation, began to vigorously thrust his hips, his large penis like a charging warrior, violently penetrating Shen Mengdie's little cunt.

With Zhou Menglong's thrusting, Shen Mengdie's little cunt flowed even more profusely with vaginal fluid. "Splash! Splash!"

The sounds of vaginal fluid were incessant. "Huff… huff… huff…"

Her breathing was short and rapid. Zhou Menglong and Shen Mengdie thrust more and more violently, losing all reason with each stroke. The park lounge chair vibrated loudly with their movements. The moon, like a curious onlooker, peeked in to watch this couple, naked and engaged in their passionate lovemaking on the chair. "Oh... Menglong... you... you're so amazing... so beautiful... so incredibly beautiful... harder... faster... harder... ah... that's it... just like that..."

Shen Mengdie was truly a greedy and insatiable woman. She pressed her hands tightly against Zhou Menglong's buttocks, allowing him to thrust with greater force. Her legs were propped up on the back of the chair, and with each thrust, she used the strength of her legs and lower abdomen to slightly raise her body. To satisfy Shen Mengdie's insatiable lust, Zhou Menglong had to thrust harder and deeper with each stroke, like digging a well.

"Oh... Meng... Menglong... I'm so happy... Ah... Oh... I... I... I'm... going to... ascend to heaven..."

After Zhou Menglong's fierce onslaught, Shen Mengdie's plump buttocks and slender waist swayed incessantly, as if she were experiencing unbearable excitement.

"Ah... Meng... Long... Brother... you... are so good at... doing it... I feel so good... ah... it's so beautiful... my... little cunt... has been... torn... by you... oh... hmph... I... I really didn't expect, actually, actually... to meet you... you, this master... oh..."

Zhou Menglong's lust intensified upon hearing Shen Mengdie's moans

. It's a great pleasure for a man to have sex with a woman, but if the woman doesn't moan, it's like having sex with a plaster statue—there's no fun at all. At this moment, Zhou Menglong's lust surged, amplified by Shen Mengdie's moans. His long penis thrust forward, colliding with Shen Mengdie's cunt, making "bang! slap!"

sounds. "Gurgle... squeak... gurgle... squeak..."

the sound of wetness. "Whoosh... whoosh... whoosh... whoosh..."

the sound of thrusting. "Meng...Menglong...you...are so good...you...done it...my...cunt...so comfortable...ah...I...I'm going...to...ascend...to...heaven..."

Shen Mengdie's lips were slightly parted, as if she could never close them, her hands gripping the corners of the chair tightly, as if she were enduring great pain. Her beautiful eyes were slightly closed, and she was panting heavily: "Ah...oh...Meng...Menglong...it's so...beautiful...I...I...really can't...take it anymore...oh...I...I...I'm going to lose it...ah...I...ascend...um...I'm going...to...die..."

Just when Shen Mengdie was screaming the most frantically, a gush of hot vaginal fluid gushed out, shooting onto Zhou Menglong's glans. Zhou Menglong felt a chill run down his spine. Then, Zhou Menglong's glans contracted, his urethral opening relaxed, and a stream of spicy yang fluid also spurted out. The two streams of semen mixed together, soaking Shen Mengdie's and Zhou Menglong's pubic hair, and dripping onto the grass under the recliner.
In room 300 on November 23rd , amidst the passionate fervor

, Zhou Menglong himself hadn't expected that his dinner invitation to these people would yield such an unexpected gain. Not only did it resolve Zheng Yuru's crisis at the Golden Beauty Hotel, but he also got to taste the soft, mature, and alluring body of Shen Mengdie, whom he had always longed for. Watching this captivating woman, her delicate face radiating immense satisfaction under his stimulation, Zhou Menglong suddenly felt the world was incredibly beautiful. After their wild and unrestrained encounter, Zhou Menglong and Shen Mengdie dressed and left the park.

However, because Zhou Menglong had torn Shen Mengdie's flesh-colored stockings, they couldn't be put back on. The thought that beneath Shen Mengdie's short, tight skirt lay the most soft, mysterious, and slightly protruding part of her body, and that every movement of hers might reveal her secrets, made Zhou Menglong's heart pound again.

However, tonight, Zhou Menglong was somewhat exhausted after venting his desires three times (once with Zheng Yuru and twice with Shen Mengdie). Although he felt the urge, his penis remained erect. Therefore, after leaving the park, Zhou Menglong and Shen Mengdie could only part reluctantly. Unexpectedly, before leaving, Shen Mengdie gave him a sweet kiss.

Looking at Shen Mengdie's delicate, radiant face after the ordeal, Zhou Menglong knew that his strength and stamina had deeply conquered this beautiful young woman's heart and soul. From now on, whenever this beautiful young woman thought of him and everything that had happened here tonight, she would blush and feel a surge of heat throughout her body.

Feeling immensely satisfied, Zhou Menglong realized that he hadn't been home for a long time since returning from his business trip. He had called home a few times, and his family said everything was fine. But today, Zhou Menglong suddenly felt an urge to go home. Under these circumstances, after parting ways with Shen Mengdie, he rushed home.

Because it was already past ten o'clock after dinner, and he and Shen Mengdie had spent some time fooling around in the park, it was almost midnight when Zhou Menglong arrived home. The house was dark; clearly, everyone was already asleep. Fortunately, Zhou Menglong had a key, so he opened the door, tiptoed up the stairs, and wanted to return to his own little world.

But when Zhou Menglong passed by Zhou Tingting's room, he saw sounds coming from under the door. Thinking of his sister, Zhou Menglong felt a surge of warmth in his heart. He raised his hand and knocked on his sister's door. Zhou Menglong knew he had to go to work early the next morning, and since everyone at home was asleep, he had no way of knowing how his family was doing. The reason he knocked on Zhou Tingting's door was simply because he wanted to know how Zhou Tingting and his family were doing.

From childhood, Zhou Menglong and Zhou Tingting had always had a very good relationship. At that time, Zhou Menglong's parents were in the early stages of starting their business. Although Zhou Menglong was only two years older than Zhou Tingting, he practically raised her single-handedly. He played the roles of both parent and older brother so many times that it wasn't until his parents' business improved and they hired a nanny, Liu Yufen, that Zhou Menglong's role as both parent and older brother finally came to a perfect end.

"Who is it? It's so late, can't a person get some sleep? Honestly, didn't I tell you I'm in a bad mood today and not to bother me? Why are you knocking on the door? I have to go to work tomorrow."

It was Zhou Tingting's voice. Zhou Menglong saw that Zhou Tingting was still as fiery as ever, speaking rapidly, and felt a surge of warmth in his heart, a faint smile appearing on his face.

Zhou Tingting walked to the door and opened it. In the light from inside, she saw her older brother standing there. Her expression, which had been wide open as if she wanted to say something, froze. After more than ten seconds, she seemed to react, letting out a soft, joyful cry: "Brother, it's you!"

Then, a soft, fragrant body rushed into Zhou Menglong's arms.

Zhou Menglong hadn't expected Zhou Tingting's reaction upon seeing him to be so enthusiastic. He thought to himself that Zhou Tingting was overjoyed to see him, and feeling a warmth in his heart, Zhou Menglong stood there quietly, letting Zhou Tingting embrace him. He gently patted Zhou Tingting's shoulders, comforting her.

But immediately, Zhou Menglong sensed something was amiss. Zhou Tingting was now a twenty-year-old girl, her body fully developed. A pair of full, firm breasts pressed against his chest, and the sensation made Zhou Menglong's heart pound. Because of the feeling from his chest, Zhou Menglong knew that Zhou Tingting wasn't wearing any underwear tonight. Those breasts, apart from being covered by her nightgown, were... completely bare.

Fortunately, Zhou Menglong had seen countless women. Sensing something was amiss, he quickly patted Zhou Tingting, struggled to break free from her embrace, and took a step back. He then began to scrutinize her. Zhou Menglong saw that Zhou Tingting's delicate face, seemingly flawless, was unadorned yet incredibly beautiful and alluring.

Her face inherited most of the best features of the Zhou family: long, curved eyebrows like crescent moons, large, watery eyes that narrowed into slits when she smiled, and a high, delicate nose and a small chin perfectly complementing her flawless features, giving her an intellectual beauty. Even more remarkable was her healthy complexion, which made her appear even more youthful and vibrant.

Zhou Tingting was only wearing a white silk nightgown tonight, standing in the doorway. The light shone on her, making her graceful body appear and disappear before Zhou Menglong. Zhou Tingting's body was fully developed, and even more remarkably, she possessed a mature and alluring charm that captivated Zhou Menglong. Although

only twenty years old, Zhou Tingting was a woman one could not easily grasp. Her breasts were so large, full, and firm. Although her clothes were loose, her firm breasts stretched the nightgown high, revealing their contours to Zhou Menglong, tracing rounded curves that tempted his eyes. The fullness and elasticity of her breasts made Zhou Menglong gasp.

Zhou Tingting's abdomen was flat and firm, her slender figure so delicate and elastic. Her beautiful buttocks stretched her pajama bottoms high, and under the light, the outline of her buttocks became faintly visible to Zhou Menglong, creating an alluring effect that gave Zhou Tingting a unique and captivating charm. The

loose pajama bottoms clung to Zhou Tingting's jade-like legs, making their outlines also faintly visible to Zhou Menglong. The sheer silk pajama bottoms couldn't conceal the firm, well-proportioned, long, and straight lines of Zhou Tingting's legs; instead, they added to her seductive beauty and feminine allure.

As the saying goes, a beauty is more beautiful the longer you look at her under the lamp. Zhou Menglong was seeing her like that. Zhou Tingting's beauty carried a touch of youthful energy, a hint of girlish charm, and a touch of playfulness and cuteness that came with her nature. Zhou Menglong couldn't help but feel a little parched. The thought that he was looking at his younger sister as a man, not as an older brother, made him feel somewhat awkward. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong secretly swallowed and wanted to turn his head away.

Zhou Tingting, however, didn't realize anything was amiss. She hadn't seen her older brother for a long time. Tonight, she was preoccupied with some worries when her brother suddenly appeared at her door. This unexpected joy made the girl forget that she was now a beautiful young woman who could inspire men's fantasies. She threw herself into Zhou Menglong's arms without thinking. But she didn't expect that just as she was about to savor the long-lost warmth of her older brother's embrace, he would inadvertently push her away.

Under these circumstances, Zhou Tingting bit her lip, looking at Zhou Menglong with a complex expression in her large, watery eyes. Under her gaze, Zhou Menglong felt increasingly uncomfortable. He forced a faint smile and said, "Little sister, it's getting late. I have to go to work tomorrow, so I'll go back to my room to rest. You should rest early too."

Zhou Menglong had originally wanted to see his adorable little sister and ask her about the family, but suddenly he realized that his sister had grown up. Moreover, she was a beautiful young woman, and her physical maturity gave Zhou Tingting the means to please men. It was only then that Zhou Menglong realized he could no longer enter Zhou Tingting's room. In his eyes, Zhou Tingting was so alluring, so voluptuous and soft. If he really went into her room, even if he didn't do anything, just being tempted by her body, even having the slightest impure thought, would be an offense to his sister. Therefore, Zhou Menglong said those words against his will.

Hearing Zhou Menglong's words, Zhou Tingting's delicate face changed slightly: "Brother, what do you mean? I haven't seen you all day, and when you come back, you won't even sit in my room for a while. What's wrong with you? Am I still your sister? If you want to leave, then leave. Do you think I'll still talk to you after this?"

Seeing Zhou Tingting throwing a tantrum again, Zhou Menglong knew that she was acting this way because she wanted his approval as her older brother and wanted to talk to him for a while. So, although Zhou Tingting's tone was a bit angry, Zhou Menglong didn't take it to heart. Instead, a faint feeling of warmth rose in his heart.

"Little sister, it's not like that. I was just thinking that we both have to work tomorrow, and sleeping too late will affect our energy."

Zhou Menglong's words didn't reflect his true feelings, and his eyes were lowered to the ground. At that moment, Zhou Menglong felt that his sister's soft, fragrant body was so alluring, and if he looked at her a few more times, he really wouldn't be able to resist going into her room.

"Hmph, you make it sound so nice, but don't you ever think about how you used to tell me stories until eleven or twelve o'clock before bedtime when our parents were running their business? Back then, I never saw you or me affected by staying up late, and we both still got into prestigious universities. If you don't want to talk to me, fine, I'm not going to play along."

Zhou Tingting's tone gradually became more and more angry.

Hearing Zhou Tingting's words, Zhou Menglong breathed a slight sigh of relief, thinking she had let him off the hook. He looked up at her and said, "Little sister, it's not that I don't want to talk to you, it's just too late now, so I don't want to disturb your rest. I'll take a day off this Saturday and Sunday to come back and talk to you, is that alright?"

As he said this, Zhou Menglong suddenly noticed a mischievous smile appear on Zhou Tingting's delicate face. Knowing her temper, Zhou Menglong inwardly cried out in alarm, but it was too late. Zhou Tingting's hand reached out, grabbed his arm, and pulled him forcefully, whispering, "Brother, just come in!"

In an instant, Zhou Menglong... Countless thoughts raced through Zhou Menglong's mind. Given Zhou Tingting's frail, defenseless nature, Zhou Menglong could easily push her away with a flick of his wrist. But in that instant, he recalled his childhood, cooking for his younger sister, helping her with her studies, and the look of admiration and affection she always held in her eyes. Thinking of this, Zhou Menglong's heart softened, and he allowed Zhou Tingting to pull his arm. He half-heartedly led her to her room. Seeing that she had finally managed to bring her older brother inside, a smug smile appeared on Zhou Tingting's delicate face. After settling Zhou Menglong down on the sofa, she turned to pour him some water. At that moment, Zhou Tingting's bouncy, childlike manner truly resembled that of a young child. (

In Room 301, A Moment of Passion, Part Two)

Zhou Tingting's room, like most girls' rooms, was filled with a faint, alluring fragrance. This fragrance was a mixture of Zhou Tingting's natural scent and perfume. Watching Zhou Tingting skip and hop around like a child, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but smile knowingly. But his smile quickly faded because he noticed that as Zhou Tingting bent down to pour herself some water at the water dispenser, her originally loose pajamas clung tightly to her large buttocks due to her posture.

Suddenly, the outline of Zhou Tingting's large, youthful buttocks was fully revealed before Zhou Menglong. From his perspective, Zhou Tingting's buttocks looked so round and perky, so full and firm. The two fleshy parts were like two ripe peaches, deeply tempting Zhou Menglong's gaze, making him secretly swallow. What was

even more irresistible was that the silk pajama pants were like a second skin for Zhou Tingting, not only showing off the outline of her large buttocks, but also highlighting their softness and elasticity. Zhou Menglong could feel how incredibly firm and elastic Zhou Tingting's buttocks were without even touching them.

But the thought of his own sister's large buttocks made Zhou Menglong flustered, and he lowered his head again, almost afraid to look up at Zhou Tingting's large buttocks. However, thinking of the round and perky shape of Zhou Tingting's large buttocks under her pajama bottoms, Zhou Menglong seemed to be summoned by some invisible force, and slowly raised his head again to look at Zhou Tingting, who was pouring water.

As soon as Zhou Menglong raised his head, he couldn't help but breathe a slight sigh of relief. It turned out that Zhou Tingting had finished pouring the water and turned around. In this way, her large buttocks disappeared from Zhou Menglong's sight. Without that annoying temptation, how could Zhou Menglong not breathe a sigh of relief? But at the same time as this sigh of relief, Zhou Menglong also felt a strange sense of loss.

Zhou Tingting had no idea that while she bent down to pour water for Zhou Menglong, he had already thoroughly admired her beautiful figure beneath her pajama bottoms. After pouring the water, Zhou Tingting smiled sweetly, walked to Zhou Menglong's side, and bent down to place the glass on the coffee table next to him. Seeing his sister, Zhou Menglong almost instinctively looked up and began to scrutinize Zhou Tingting.

Upon seeing her, Zhou Menglong's heart pounded even harder. Because Zhou Tingting had bent down to put down the glass, her already loose pajamas had created a large gap between her and her chest, allowing Zhou Menglong a perfect view of her alluring figure.

Zhou Menglong saw that Zhou Tingting's breasts were so white and so elastic. The two large breasts, despite the effects of gravity, did not sag but stood proudly upright. The skin on her breasts, smooth as jade, like freshly peeled eggs, made Zhou Menglong gasp, and all the blood in his body rushed to a certain part.

Even more shockingly, Zhou Menglong's feeling was correct; Zhou Tingting was practically naked except for a nightgown. Her breasts were completely exposed to Zhou Menglong, allowing him to see their full shape, and the two strawberry-like nipples were clearly visible.

The alluring and deep cleavage, the strawberry-like nipples, the high and firm breasts, and the smooth skin like freshly peeled eggs—all these created a breathtaking picture before Zhou Menglong's eyes, stimulating his senses. At this moment, Zhou Menglong could almost smell a faint, virginal fragrance emanating from between Zhou Tingting's breasts, arousing him. This beautiful scene made Zhou Menglong's heart flutter.

Zhou Tingting had no idea that her full, elastic buttocks, tightly encased in her pajama bottoms, and her unguarded, firm, and full breasts were deeply stimulating her older brother, making him somewhat aroused. Instead, she carelessly plopped down next to Zhou Menglong, grinning, and said, "Brother, come, have some water. You reek of alcohol; you must have drunk quite a bit tonight."

Zhou Menglong smiled slightly and shook his head, using the opportunity of answering Zhou Tingting's question to try and banish the alluring image he had just witnessed from his mind. After a while, Zhou Menglong felt that the tempting image in his mind... After the scene blurred, he turned to Zhou Tingting and asked, "Little sister, how are Mom and Dad? How are they feeling?"

Zhou Tingting nodded. "They're fine, but they miss you a lot. Tonight, when we were eating together, Mom suddenly sighed. I know she's thinking about how you're rarely home and misses you, but she can't comfort you. She can only watch with heartache. Dad saw Mom's expression and, although he didn't say anything, he ate very little. I know these two old people are thinking about you."

Zhou Menglong had moved out mainly because he wanted more freedom, allowing him to fully showcase his skills in wooing women. Hearing Zhou Tingting's words, Zhou Menglong felt a pang of sadness. After nodding, he quickly made a decision: he would move back home tomorrow to avoid his parents worrying about him.

Seeing that Zhou Menglong remained silent, Zhou Tingting suddenly leaned closer. Zhou Menglong was startled and instinctively moved aside. Zhou Tingting was displeased: "Brother, why are you hiding? I'm not a man-eating monster. Why are you acting like you've seen a tiger? You pushed me away earlier, and now you're trying to avoid me too. I don't care, just stay there, or I'll get upset."

Zhou Tingting had no idea that Zhou Menglong was afraid he wouldn't be able to control himself if her soft, youthful body leaned against him, which was why she instinctively moved away. She continued to stare at Zhou Menglong without a care in the world, rambling on and on. As she looked at him, Zhou Tingting slowly leaned closer to him again.

Seeing Zhou Tingting's coquettish expression as she spoke, completely oblivious to the boundaries between men and women, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but chuckle. "Zhou Menglong, Zhou Menglong, what are you thinking? This is your own sister! It's not like you think, that there's nothing more than the difference between men and women. Your sister likes you so much, yet you keep turning her down. What's wrong with you? Can't you think about something other than men and women, and truly experience the warmth between siblings? Really..." "Yes."

Thinking of this, Zhou Menglong felt somewhat at ease. Under these circumstances, he sat quietly, letting Zhou Tingting rest her head on his shoulder. As soon as her head touched his shoulder, Zhou Tingting let out a soft moan, "Brother, your shoulder is so warm. It really makes me feel so secure. If I could, I really want to lean on you like this."

As she spoke, Zhou Tingting naturally reached out and wrapped her arm around Zhou Menglong's arm, pulling it tightly to her chest.

Zhou Menglong's heart skipped a beat. Zhou Tingting's actions were playing with fire. By doing so, Zhou Tingting was essentially pressing Zhou Menglong's arm against her breasts. Moreover, Zhou Tingting wasn't wearing a bra, so her breasts were completely unprotected. Zhou Menglong immediately felt a wave of warm, soft, and firm skin against his arm, a sensation that made him feel a little itchy.

A fragrant breeze wafted from Zhou Tingting's soft, youthful body, stimulating Zhou Menglong's senses. At that moment, the alluring image of Zhou Tingting's breasts, as smooth as freshly peeled eggs, suddenly appeared in Zhou Menglong's mind. As soon as this image surfaced, Zhou Menglong was startled and hurriedly tried to control his wild thoughts. However, he found that the more he tried to restrain himself, the clearer the scene became in his mind—a truly agonizing feeling.

If it were any other woman, Zhou Menglong might have taken the opportunity to flirt with her. However, the one giving him these thrills was none other than his own sister, leaving Zhou Menglong somewhat at a loss. Zhou Tingting, seemingly oblivious to Zhou Menglong's change in attitude, suddenly began to wriggle her body on his arm, murmuring, "Brother, do you know you've become a celebrity in our company? People hear your name and know you're the number one in Jiangdu City..." "The son of the CEO of a major construction group and the deputy director of the Jiangdu Municipal People's Congress, I don't know how many people have hinted to me that they want me to introduce you to them."

As she said this, a hint of smugness appeared on Zhou Tingting's delicate face. However, Zhou Tingting was unaware that by twisting her body against Zhou Menglong's arm, she was essentially rubbing her full, firm breasts against his arm. The alluring sensation stimulated Zhou Menglong, making him feel his breathing become somewhat abnormal.

Zhou Menglong could clearly feel the thrill of Zhou Tingting's breasts rubbing against his arm. Although he couldn't see it, he could clearly feel it through the touch. Zhou Tingting's full, elastic breasts were gently brushing against his arm, slowly changing their alluring shape under the pressure of his arm.

Zhou Tingting seemed completely oblivious to this, continuing to rub her breasts against Zhou Menglong's arm, while one hand grasped Zhou Menglong's and intentionally placed it on her inner thigh. She murmured, "Brother, you know, lately Mom and Dad have been talking about you the most."

Zhou Tingting's body was incredibly alluring, stimulating Zhou Menglong to the point of arousal. He could clearly feel his large penis rising in his pants, stimulated by Zhou Tingting's soft, youthful, and vibrant body. Fortunately, Zhou Menglong was sitting, so the reaction of his penis wasn't immediately visible. Otherwise, if his sister saw his indecent physical reaction, Zhou Menglong would truly feel like dying.

Hearing Zhou Tingting's words, Zhou Menglong quickly shifted his attention, trying to pull his thoughts away from the sensual and stimulating sensations brought to him by Zhou Tingting's full, firm breasts and thighs. Instead, he looked at Zhou Tingting's delicate, almost fragile face: "Oh, little sister, Mom and Dad are talking about me. What else could they be talking about? What did I do wrong? Did I upset them again?" As soon as

Zhou Menglong turned his head, he saw Zhou Tingting's large, watery eyes looking at him, almost dripping with tears. Her extremely alluring expression made Zhou Menglong's heart flutter slightly. He subconsciously lowered his head, almost not daring to meet Zhou Tingting's gaze. Realizing his actions, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but feel both annoyed and amused.

Since he was old enough to understand, Zhou Menglong had used his superb seductive skills and tall, handsome physique to have women's way with him. Many women would blush and lower their heads, avoiding his gaze, after his advances. Tonight, this scene played out again, only this time it was he who was shy.

"Brother, you're so stupid! Why don't you understand? Don't you think about it? You're already twenty-four, and you haven't even brought a girl home yet. All the other men your age around us are already married and have children. Tell me, how can Mom and Dad not be worried? But you're not home, so they have to discuss these things in front of me."

As she spoke, Zhou Tingting's breasts inadvertently rubbed against Zhou Menglong's arm, and the slender hand holding Zhou Menglong's... Her slender hands began to unconsciously guide Zhou Menglong's hands, sliding them down her thigh. At this moment, a shy expression suddenly appeared on Zhou Tingting's delicate face. Unfortunately, Zhou Menglong didn't dare to meet Zhou Tingting's gaze, so he didn't notice the difference in her eyes. If Zhou Menglong had seen Zhou Tingting's gaze, he would have realized that it had gone beyond the affection between siblings, and carried the tender gaze of lovers in the throes of infatuation.

In room 302, during a moment of intense passion, Zhou Tingting exclaimed,

"Hey, brother, what's wrong? Are you hot? Your forehead is all sweaty!"

She was startled by Zhou Menglong's appearance. It turned out that Zhou Tingting's full, firm breasts were rubbing against Zhou Menglong's arm, creating an incredibly arousing sensation. Zhou Menglong was already struggling to control himself, and now, Zhou Tingting was guiding his hand to slide along her legs. The sensual stimulation was unbearable for most. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong was trying so hard to restrain himself, causing beads of sweat to appear on his forehead and nose. All of this was observed by Zhou Tingting.

Seeing Zhou Menglong's disheveled appearance, a hint of smugness appeared in Zhou Tingting's large, watery eyes. Behind this gaze lay boundless love. To be honest, because Zhou Menglong had raised her from a young age, Zhou Tingting had always felt a deep attachment to him. Initially, she thought this was simply a younger sister's affection for her older brother, and didn't imply anything more.

Soon, Zhou Tingting reached marriageable age. With her looks and qualities, she naturally had no shortage of suitors. She had even tried to accept a man and experience the joy of love. However, gradually, she discovered that whenever she was with a man, she couldn't help but compare him to Zhou Menglong. And in that comparison, she realized that compared to her older brother, these men were like dirt, utterly unappealing to her.

With each date with a man, Zhou Menglong's image grew taller in Zhou Tingting's mind. Eventually, Zhou Tingting realized that her heart could no longer hold anyone else; her body and soul had been completely occupied by Zhou Menglong. She had fallen deeply in love with her older brother. After discovering her secret, Zhou Tingting was afraid and hesitant, but her personality dictated that she was a girl who dared to love and hate. After an inner struggle, Zhou Tingting decided to accept this illicit love.

However, Zhou Menglong was often away from home, preventing Zhou Tingting from expressing her fervent passion for him; she could only keep it bottled up inside. But Zhou Tingting's love for Zhou Menglong did not falter; instead, it grew even more intense. Today, upon seeing Zhou Menglong, Zhou Tingting threw herself into his arms without hesitation—this best describes Zhou Tingting's feelings.

Women are generally more sexually mature than men. Zhou Tingting was already a young woman in her twenties and had been in several relationships. How could she not know that she was a grown woman who could bring pleasure to men? How could she not know that her current act of throwing herself into Zhou Menglong's arms would elicit a reaction from him?

However, Zhou Tingting still did it regardless of everything. The moment Zhou Menglong pushed her away, Zhou Tingting realized that in his heart, she was still just a younger sister, not a woman. Although her body might have elicited some reaction from him, he was trying hard to restrain himself, treating her as his sister.

Sensing Zhou Menglong's feelings, Zhou Tingting immediately changed her mind. She no longer wanted to rush into confessing her feelings, but instead wanted to use her body to seduce him. She planned to confess after they had engaged in intimate acts typically reserved for husband and wife. Although Zhou Tingting knew that as Zhou Menglong's sister, this illicit affair would most likely end badly, the girl's conviction made her act recklessly, disregarding the consequences.

Zhou Tingting was also aware of the pressure on her breasts from Zhou Menglong's arms. This was the first time she had felt such an intimate touch with a man's body, making her heart pound. A little moisture had already seeped from her vulva, hidden beneath her panties, making her feel clearly wet. The alluring masculine scent

emanating from Zhou Menglong's hands deeply stimulated her, making her feel weak. Under this stimulation, Zhou Tingting desperately wanted to collapse into Zhou Menglong's arms, to let this older brother kiss and caress her, to insert his large penis into her vulva, and to experience the blissful pleasure of a woman in ecstasy.

However, Zhou Tingting dared not do that. She knew that Zhou Menglong only saw her as a brother and sister, not as a mature woman. If she suddenly confessed her feelings, she would not only fail to gain his approval but also scare him away. So, even though she felt her body going weak, she managed to stay upright and placed Zhou Menglong's hand on her thigh, continuing to tease him. Zhou Tingting was very confident in her appearance. She believed that her full and youthful body would definitely arouse Zhou Menglong's most primal reaction, and when things reached the point of sedation, her wish would be fulfilled.

Seeing the beads of sweat on Zhou Menglong's forehead and nose, Zhou Tingting suddenly sat up, straddling his lap with her legs spread. While gazing at his handsome face, she pretended to wipe his sweat with her sleeve, and unintentionally, she slowly brought her full, firm breasts, hidden beneath her pajamas, closer to his mouth.

Zhou Menglong sensed her actions and wanted to refuse, but seeing her gentle, feminine demeanor, he sighed inwardly and allowed her to do as she pleased. He could feel that, due to her position, part of her vulva, tightly wrapped in her underwear, was pressed against his thigh.

Zhou Tingting's full, firm breasts, barely contained by her pajamas, were just ten centimeters from his mouth. At that distance, Zhou Menglong could clearly feel the warmth emanating from her breasts and smell the mingled fragrance of her virgin body and milk.

At that moment, Zhou Menglong suddenly felt deeply intoxicated. The fact that Zhou Tingting was his sister was fading from his mind, while the fact that she was a woman, a woman who could bring him pleasure, gradually occupied his heart. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong's gaze became hazy as he looked at Zhou Tingting's full, firm breasts, tightly wrapped in her pajamas. His breathing became heavy. At that moment, Zhou Menglong suddenly felt that Zhou Tingting's body had become incredibly alluring.

At this moment, Zhou Menglong suddenly felt as if he had discovered a new continent, his eyes lighting up slightly. Zhou Tingting's breasts were incredibly large, and because they weren't bra-bound, her nightgown was stretched high, revealing them to Zhou Menglong. He could now clearly see Zhou Tingting's breasts rising and falling alluringly with her breath.

Even more captivating was that Zhou Tingting's nipples were also straining against the nightgown, creating two tempting little protrusions in front of Zhou Menglong. This alluring sight deeply stimulated Zhou Menglong's senses, making him desperately want to abandon everything and bury his head deep into Zhou Tingting's high, firm breasts, to feel their softness and elasticity, and to find his own source of pleasure.

As Zhou Tingting's body moved, Zhou Menglong could clearly feel that her plump and luscious vulva, tightly wrapped in her panties, was now completely covering his thigh. The soft, elastic, and moist sensations mingled together, sending waves of pleasure through Zhou Menglong's body and making his heart pound.

Smelling the virginal fragrance and milky scent emanating from Zhou Tingting, seeing her breasts so close yet so alluring, and feeling the strange stimulation of her vulva pressing against his thigh, Zhou Menglong gradually felt himself losing control. In this state, his hands involuntarily reached out.

Zhou Menglong felt himself becoming increasingly aroused, his hands yearning to grasp something to release his lust. Given their current position, Zhou Tingting's round, firm buttocks, tightly encased in her pajama bottoms, undoubtedly seemed like the perfect choice. However, a sliver of reason remained in Zhou Menglong's mind, so although his hand reached out, he hesitated, wondering if he could truly grasp his sister's buttocks and experience her pleasure as a woman.

Just as Zhou Menglong was wavering, Zhou Tingting seemed to lose her balance, letting out a soft moan as her body suddenly collapsed. Due to their position, her falling body pressed her full, elastic breasts against Zhou Menglong's face, completely covering his mouth.

Before Zhou Menglong could react, he felt his face pressed against a soft, elastic, and warm breast. The scent of milk emanating from the breast stimulated his nerves, causing a surge of heat in his heart. His blood rushed to his head, and without restraint, Zhou Menglong rubbed his face against Zhou Tingting's breast, fully savoring the wonderful sensations her body offered.

At the same time, his hesitant hand, as if triggered by a chain reaction, heavily pressed down on Zhou Tingting's plump and firm buttocks. Perhaps due to the immense restraint he had previously exerted, Zhou Menglong's hand began to vigorously knead her buttocks. Although he couldn't see it, Zhou Menglong could feel the shape of Zhou Tingting's buttocks constantly changing under his kneading.

At this moment, Zhou Tingting also became excited. Seeing that Zhou Menglong finally couldn't resist and started to act on her body after her teasing, Zhou Tingting felt a strange stimulation. Under this situation, Zhou Tingting let out a strange moan, and her body began to twist. While welcoming Zhou Menglong's face rubbing against her breasts, Zhou Tingting kept rubbing her little pussy, which was tightly wrapped in her panties, against Zhou Menglong's thigh.

Suddenly, Zhou Tingting felt something hard and hot pressing against her lower abdomen. Although there was clothing between them, the warm stimulation made every pore on her body open up. Under these circumstances, Zhou Tingting began to experience the pleasure that Zhou Menglong's large penis brought her.

Their bodies gradually merged together, and at this moment, Zhou Tingting's body became even softer. Only then did Zhou Tingting realize how pleasurable and stimulating it was to have her beloved touch her body. Now, Zhou Tingting could feel that the lustful fluid flowing from her little pussy was becoming more and more abundant, almost soaking her panties.

By now, Zhou Menglong felt as if he were about to explode with pleasure. This blatant teasing was far from enough to satisfy his increasingly intense desire. Suddenly, Zhou Menglong let out a low growl, flipped over, and pulled Zhou Tingting off him. Zhou Tingting felt a slight disappointment, thinking Zhou Menglong had regained his senses. But at

that moment, Zhou Menglong quickly adjusted his body, pinning Zhou Tingting beneath him. His burning eyes were fixed on Zhou Tingting's delicate face. Zhou Menglong saw that Zhou Tingting's eyes were now glazed with desire, and her delicate face appeared especially alluring and captivating.

As if drawn by some silent temptation, Zhou Menglong looked into Zhou Tingting's large, watery eyes, and slowly lowered his head, inching closer to her soft, warm lips. Ten centimeters, one centimeter, three centimeters, one centimeter... By now, Zhou Menglong could almost clearly smell the orchid-like breath emanating from Zhou Tingting's mouth. Zhou Tingting also became impatient, twisting her body to release her inner restlessness. She bravely met Zhou Menglong's burning gaze, murmuring, "Brother, come on, kiss me... I... I love you... I..." "I want you, I want you inside me, brother, I love you."

In room 303, when Zhou

Tingting called him "brother" twice, Zhou Menglong's body stiffened slightly. In an instant, the fact that he and Zhou Tingting were siblings suddenly occupied Zhou Menglong's entire mind. Looking at Zhou Tingting's delicate face, Zhou Menglong calmed down. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong slowly got up, straightened his clothes, and slowly walked out of the room. In this process, Zhou Menglong did not even glance at Zhou Tingting, who was still lying on the sofa, dumbfounded as she watched him leave.

Zhou Tingting had unconsciously uttered the word "brother," and as soon as she did, she sensed that something bad might happen. Now, seeing that Zhou Menglong had indeed brought her back to her senses at the most crucial moment by calling him "brother," Zhou Tingting couldn't help but feel a sense of loss. Watching Zhou Menglong's figure slowly disappear through the doorway, Zhou Tingting wanted to call out to stop him, but at that moment, she felt as if a huge stone was pressing on her chest. Although she opened her mouth wide, she couldn't utter a single word.

But immediately, the disappointment on Zhou Tingting's face vanished, and her delicate, pretty face regained its girlish charm: "Brother, I know that one time isn't enough to truly make you fall for me, but the way you acted when you were with me just now... I'm sure you fell for me on the first try. That's definitely a good sign for me. I believe that if I'm given another chance, I'll definitely be able to win you over. Brother, just you wait. I mean what I say. I'll definitely seduce you again until I become your woman."

As she murmured to herself, a determined expression appeared on Zhou Tingting's delicate, pretty face.

Zhou Menglong returned to his room in a panic, too lazy to even take a shower, and lay down on the bed. His heart was still pounding as he thought about what had happened in Zhou Tingting's room. Zhou Menglong hadn't expected Zhou Tingting's boldness, openness, and avant-garde style, but her soft, youthful body was incredibly alluring. In Zhou

Menglong's mind, Zhou Tingting was just his younger sister, a sister who needed his love and care. But after tonight's encounter, Zhou Menglong discovered that Zhou Tingting had become a woman, a real woman. Her body was fully developed, her temperament bold and fiery, and especially the subtle, virginal fragrance emanating from her body, which stirred Zhou Menglong's heart. Among the women Zhou Menglong had seen, Zhou Tingting's beauty ranked high, but precisely because she was his sister, Zhou Menglong had never considered anything more of her.

But today, Zhou Menglong finally experienced the irresistible power of Zhou Tingting's youthful body on a man. Zhou Menglong had seen countless women and naturally had a certain immunity to beautiful women, but under Zhou Tingting's simple temptation, he almost couldn't control himself. This shows how charming Zhou Tingting was. Moreover, although Zhou Menglong had been with the mother and daughter before, they were, after all, their mother and daughter, and Zhou Menglong hadn't really felt anything until today with Zhou Tingting. Only then did Zhou Menglong discover how exciting and crazy that immoral and forbidden love was.

Lying in bed, Zhou Menglong was transported back to his teenage years, helping Zhou Tingting bathe and caressing every inch of her skin. Then he was back in the present, Zhou Tingting nestled into his arms with a playful smile, and he, unable to resist, passionately kissed her. Zhou Tingting responded willingly, a blissful smile on her delicate face, murmuring pleas for him to enter her. Just as Zhou Menglong was about to mount her, his long body thrusting in, Zhou Dawei and Li Xueqing appeared before him, their faces grim. Seeing his parents, Zhou Menglong cried out and scrambled to his feet—it was all just a dream.

That night, Zhou Menglong tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep soundly. Around 1 a.m., he finally got up, washed his face with cold water, and took off his clothes. Only then did the restlessness in his heart subside, and he drifted off to sleep. Just as Zhou Menglong was drifting off to sleep, he felt a sharp pain in his buttocks. Startled, he opened his eyes and saw Li Xueqing standing by his bedside, looking at him with a half-smile.

Half-asleep, Zhou Menglong saw Li Xueqing arrive. He stretched comfortably, lay there with a smile, and greeted his mother warmly, "Mom, good morning."

Li Xueqing looked at her son, her face suddenly flushing slightly. After giving Zhou Menglong a disapproving look, she laughed, "Menglong, look at you! You've never been a peaceful sleeper since you were little. You never cover yourself with a blanket all night. Look at yourself!"

Hearing Li Xueqing's words, Zhou Menglong subconsciously looked down at himself. Upon seeing it, he gasped and sat up abruptly, covering his crotch with his hands. His expression and appearance were both incredibly embarrassing and hilarious. Zhou Menglong saw that he was fully erect, and since he was lying on the bed, it was so obvious and alluring. Seeing his own indecent state, even Zhou Menglong, with his thick skin, couldn't help but blush.

"Mom, really! Why didn't you knock before coming in? Honestly, it made me so embarrassed."

Turning around, Zhou Menglong looked at his mother with a hint of reproach. Li Xueqing burst into laughter, her voice trembling. "Menglong, what's wrong? Are you embarrassed or something? Men, it's normal for them to be hard in the morning. I've seen this before when you were twelve. What, you've grown up, and now you feel embarrassed just because your mother saw you?"

Li Xueqing chuckled as she scolded Zhou Menglong in a loving mother's tone.

Zhou Menglong noticed a flush on his mother's delicate face, suggesting she had just woken up. Li Xueqing appeared exceptionally alluring, with a touch of languid charm. Her large, watery eyes, like Zhou Tingting's, sparkled with a playful glint. Her pointed chin, high nose, and broad, white forehead bore a resemblance to Zhou Tingting's features. Seeing Li Xueqing, Zhou Menglong's heart stirred slightly: "Although my mother is almost ten, years of hard work in the business world haven't left any marks on her. Judging from her appearance, her beauty shouldn't be fading..." "She's inferior to Liu Yumei, Qian Feilan, and the like."

The moment this thought arose, Zhou Menglong cursed himself inwardly: "Zhou Menglong, Zhou Menglong, this is your mother! How could you compare her to your women? What do you take your mother for? Really!"

Although he was cursing himself, Zhou Menglong was still drawn to Li Xueqing as if by some unseen force. He didn't know why, but ever since what happened with Zhou Tingting yesterday, a deep chord within him seemed to have been touched. It was as if, at that moment, all women were just women, and not his sister or mother.

Li Xueqing, for reasons unknown, entered Zhou Menglong's room wearing only a nightgown. Her hair was slightly disheveled, giving her a languid beauty. Her jet-black hair further accentuated her snow-white skin. Her delicate face, seemingly flawless, possessed a mature woman's nobility, yet also a touch of allure, inspiring an irresistible urge to get closer.

The silk nightgown clung tightly to her upper body, highlighting her ample breasts. Seeing the beautiful glimpse of her chest, Zhou Menglong's heart skipped a beat. How could Li Xueqing be like Zhou Tingting, not wearing any undergarments? Was this truly a tradition of the Zhou family?

Her large breasts, though no longer covered by undergarments, still stood proudly upright, showing no signs of sagging. They didn't resemble the breasts of a woman in her forties or fifties, but rather those of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, full and firm. Seeing the hint of color on his mother's chest, Zhou Menglong's heart stirred slightly.

Her flat stomach and slender waist made Li Xueqing seem less like a woman with two children, nearly ten years old, and more like a woman in her late twenties, adding a touch of allure. Beneath her nightgown, Zhou Menglong could vaguely sense how smooth and elastic the skin on his mother's abdomen must be.

Li Xueqing hadn't expected that Zhou Menglong was scrutinizing her with a man's gaze. After a giggle, Li Xueqing rolled her eyes at Zhou Menglong: "Menglong, what's wrong? I'm here, and you're still lying in bed? Get up quickly, I have something to tell you. We both have to go to work soon."

Zhou Menglong gave a wry smile: "Mom, you... how am I supposed to get dressed after giving birth?"

Li Xueqing smiled slightly again: "Oh, I really didn't expect our Menglong to be so shy. Okay, okay, Mom, turn your back, is that alright?"

As she spoke, Li Xueqing turned around, presenting her graceful back to Zhou Menglong. As Zhou Menglong dressed, he admired his mother's back. He saw that Li Xueqing's smooth back was indeed without a trace of underwear, confirming that what he had just seen was true—his mother was indeed not wearing any underwear. Thinking of this, Zhou Menglong felt a heat in his lower abdomen, and his body became aroused again.

Because Li Xueqing had her back to Zhou Menglong, he could clearly see one of her beautiful buttocks beneath her pajamas. The morning sunlight streamed in through the window, illuminating Li Xueqing and making her already thin shorts almost transparent. Zhou Menglong could clearly see a dark, inverted triangle shape faintly visible above her buttocks. Seeing this, Zhou Menglong gasped.

Under the sunlight, the shorts became almost transparent, and Zhou Menglong could vaguely see the outline of Li Xueqing's buttocks, their graceful curves and full shape exuding an alluring quality. This unreal feeling gave Zhou Menglong even more room for imagination, causing him to involuntarily swallow hard.

Beneath her shorts were Li Xueqing's smooth, jade-like legs. Although she was nearly ten years old, her skin showed no signs of sagging; it remained firm and full. Zhou Menglong truly wondered how these beautiful women maintained their appearance. If this continued, women in their forties and thirties would look like they were in their twenties or thirties. Would young girls still have the appeal to attract men?

Li Xueqing hadn't expected that Zhou Menglong had seen her alluring body so clearly while she was getting dressed. After a while, when she heard silence behind her, she turned around. Seeing that Zhou Menglong was dressed, Li Xueqing smiled slightly: "Menglong, do you know, as soon as I woke up, your sister told me you were back. I was afraid you'd leave again, so I didn't care and came to find you. And do you know why I came to find you?"

Zhou Menglong was slightly taken aback: "Mom, how would I know? You came to find me in such a hurry that I've exposed myself! Really!"

From childhood, Li Xueqing had doted on Zhou Menglong, so he was the most unruly in front of his mother. He had already been a little aroused by Li Xueqing's seductive figure, and now, seeing her, he blurted out a provocative remark.

Li Xueqing was slightly taken aback. She looked at Zhou Menglong and said coquettishly, "Menglong, how was I supposed to know you'd still be such a restless sleeper? If I had known, I would have..."

At this point, Li Xueqing suddenly let out a long breath, a mischievous look appearing in her large, watery eyes as she looked at Zhou Menglong. Zhou Menglong saw that his mother, nearly ten years old, still retained a childlike innocence, making Li Xueqing even more alluring. A thought struck him, and Zhou Menglong continued, "I wouldn't dare come in, would I, Mom?"

But to Zhou Menglong's surprise, Li Xueqing shook her head. "No, if I had known you were like this, I would have come in long ago. That way, I could have seen what your erection looked like, and I could have known that my son was of marriageable age. Alright, you little rascal, I'm your mother, not someone else. What's there to be embarrassed about? Anyway, I've already seen it, you can't expect me to do anything, can you?"

"No, Mom, you saw me exposed, and one day, I'll see you exposed."

Zhou Menglong didn't even know what was wrong with him. Seeing the charming yet playful smile on his mother's delicate face, he felt a surge of heat and blurted out such explicit words. As soon as the words left his mouth, Zhou Menglong realized something was wrong. Feeling guilty, he lowered his head, not daring to look at his mother's expression, and murmured, "Mom, I'm sorry, I... I shouldn't have spoken to you like that." (

305) Upon hearing Zhou Menglong's blunt

words, Li Xueqing's delicate face stiffened slightly. She had initially wanted to react, but seeing Zhou Menglong acting like a child who had done something wrong, Li Xueqing, a loving mother, couldn't help but sigh softly. Under these circumstances, Li Xueqing walked to Zhou Menglong's side, gently straightening his collar, and said calmly, "Menglong, I'll take what you just said as a joke. Don't take it to heart, but there absolutely cannot be a next time, do you understand?"

Hearing Li Xueqing's gentle voice, which seemed to indicate she didn't blame him, Zhou Menglong felt a slight sense of relief. He looked up at his mother and nodded firmly, while silently reminding himself, "Zhou Menglong, Zhou Menglong, this is your mother! Do you think she's just your woman, someone you can talk to like that? You'd better remember this, or you won't even know how you died!"

Although he thought this, when Zhou Menglong smelled the faint fragrance emanating from Li Xueqing's soft, mature body, and saw her delicate, beautiful face right in front of him, even able to smell the orchid-like breath from her mouth... At that moment, a slight flutter stirred in her heart. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but say, "Mom, you're so beautiful."

Li Xueqing was slightly taken aback, subconsciously glancing at Zhou Menglong. She saw his deep, almost piercing eyes fixed on her delicate face. For some reason, facing Zhou Menglong's gaze, Li Xueqing suddenly felt flustered. In this situation, Li Xueqing quickly turned her head away, saying lightly, "Menglong, what are you saying? Mom is forty-eight years old, old and faded. Just looking at how your mother hasn't touched you for half a month, I know your mother has no appeal to men anymore."

Li Xueqing herself... Unbeknownst to her, she had confided her innermost thoughts to her son. After speaking, Li Xueqing felt even more flustered. She took a step back and turned her back to Zhou Menglong. "Alright, Menglong," she said, "I didn't come here to hear you praise your mother. I have something important to discuss with you, and this also represents your father's wishes."

Zhou Menglong hadn't expected his simple compliment to elicit such a reaction from Li Xueqing. Looking at her slightly delicate figure, a tender feeling welled up in his heart. In this state, Zhou Menglong walked to his mother's side and embraced her slender waist. "Mom, you are truly beautiful," he said, "Dad..." "Maybe he's too busy with business, that's why he hasn't been able to touch you, Mom. Don't blame Dad, he's worked hard for this family. By the way, Mom, let's get down to business. What is it that requires you two elders to make such a fuss?"

As Zhou Menglong embraced Li Xueqing, he felt the unique fragrance of a mature woman emanating from his mother become even stronger, filling his nostrils. At the same time, Zhou Menglong could also feel the warm, alluring scent emanating from his mother's soft body. That warm feeling suddenly extinguished any desire in Zhou Menglong's heart, instead immersing him in the deep bond between mother and son.

Although Li Xueqing could say she was old and past her prime, the word "old woman" that Zhou Menglong used stung her. She turned around, glaring at him, and said, "Menglong, what are you saying? Is your mother really that old? She's not even ten yet! Besides, I look so well-maintained. When I go out with Tingting, people say we're sisters."

As she said this, Li Xueqing suddenly realized something was amiss. Zhou Menglong had been embracing her from behind, but by turning around, she was essentially shielding him like a lover. The masculine heat emanating from Zhou Menglong made her heart flutter slightly. In this situation, Li Xueqing panicked and quickly took a step back. Zhou Menglong seemed to sense the unease and also took a step back. They exchanged a glance and lowered their heads simultaneously.

For a moment, only the slightly heavy breathing of Zhou Menglong and Li Xueqing filled Zhou Menglong's room, and the atmosphere became somewhat heavy. After a while, Zhou Menglong coughed lightly: "By the way, Mom, we've been talking for so long, but you still haven't told me what you want to see me about."

Li Xueqing then looked up at Zhou Menglong as if waking from a dream: "Menglong, what else could it be? Isn't it a major event in your life?"

"Menglong, your father and I have discussed it. You're twenty-four years old now. People your age already have children, but you haven't even brought a girl home yet. When are you going to bring a girl home for us to meet?"

As she said this, maternal instincts seemed to return to Li Xueqing, making her speech fluent again.

Zhou Menglong's heart skipped a beat. He had far too many women. Bringing just one back would surely make Li Xueqing and Zhou Dawei overjoyed. But who should he bring? Qian Nan, Zhao Xueyun, and Luo Li—he'd already told his mother about his relationship with Zhang Rumeng. These women were all deeply in love with him, and all had ended their virginity with his body. Who to bring and who not to bring was a real problem.

Seeing Zhou Menglong deep in thought, Li Xueqing gracefully approached him. "Menglong, what's wrong? Are you having trouble deciding? Are you considering who to bring back to see us?"

Zhou Menglong's heart skipped a beat. "Mom, why do you say that? Maybe, since I haven't even had a girlfriend yet, no girl would want to come back with me to see you."

Li Xueqing rolled her eyes at Zhou Menglong. "Menglong, you're kidding me. You're so tall and handsome, and you've already become a section chief. And our family's circumstances are among the best in Jiangdu. " "You're so good at dating, if you just give the slightest hint, I bet you'd need a whole carload of girls to date you. I'm just worried you're too ambitious and might miss out on a good time for romance. That's why I discussed it with your dad, and I feel it's necessary to give you a heads-up. Think about it, when are you going to bring a beautiful girl home? Let me tell you, this isn't a discussion, it's an order. Otherwise, don't even think about setting foot in this house again."

At this point, Li Xueqing herself found it rather amusing to speak to her son in this tone, and she couldn't help but chuckle.

As Li Xueqing laughed, Zhou Menglong saw her full, firm breasts begin to tremble, creating alluring waves that made him swallow hard. "Mom, really, you're ordering me around. I'm really not bringing any girls back. What's wrong? Are you worried I'll miss out on dating? What's the point of dating? I might as well just spend my life with you."

Zhou Menglong emphasized the words "spend my life with you."

Seeing Zhou Menglong's expression, Li Xueqing knew he was joking, but she couldn't help feeling touched. Suddenly, she kissed him on the cheek: "Menglong, remember this: what I say is final. By next Sunday at the latest, I want to see you home with a girl. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude." As she said

this, Li Xueqing seemed to realize that kissing her grown son on the cheek was inappropriate, and her delicate face flushed red. A strange feeling welled up inside her, making her hesitant to stay in Zhou Menglong's room any longer. After saying that, she turned and left.

Zhou Menglong hadn't expected Li Xueqing to kiss him so readily. Although he didn't know what Li Xueqing meant by it, a surge of happiness made him feel dizzy. He stayed in the room for a while longer to calm himself before coming downstairs to eat breakfast. Zhou Tingting was already sitting at the table, and when she saw Zhou Menglong, her large, watery eyes lit up.

"Dad, Mom, there's something I need to tell you both. I've decided to move back in tonight."

Both Li Xueqing and Zhou Tingting felt a slight flutter in their hearts upon hearing Zhou Menglong's words. Zhou Tingting assumed that she had moved Zhou Menglong yesterday, which was why he had made this decision, giving him a chance to get closer to her. Naturally, she was overjoyed.

Li Xueqing had a similar thought, believing that Zhou Menglong had moved back because she had kissed him that morning. A strange feeling arose in her heart, and an inexplicable sensation welled up inside, making this alluring woman suddenly feel flustered. Zhou Dawei, on the other hand, was naturally very happy to hear that his son could come back to live with them. The family ate breakfast, each lost in their own thoughts, and then went to work.

As soon as Zhou Menglong stepped into his office, he was greeted by a fragrant scent. Startled, he looked around the office and his heart skipped a beat. A young woman, around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, was sitting on the sofa, waiting for him. Upon seeing him enter, a hint of joy appeared on her delicate, pretty face, and she stood up.

She was wearing a tracksuit, and a sweet smile graced her exquisite face, giving her an indescribable charm. Her short, ear-length hair, round face, pointed chin, and thin lips were pleasing to the eye, while her short bangs added a touch of alluring charm.

Below the young woman's swan-like neck, her breasts suddenly expanded. Her sports top was flared out, revealing a round-neck blouse with an animated design underneath. Now, her ample bosom pushed the blouse high, displaying the contours of her breasts to Zhou Menglong. He could see how beautiful the shape of her breasts was, how alluring the curves were, and how youthful and vibrant they exuded a refreshing feeling.

Even more captivating was the fact that the blouse had two flower patterns on the front, now perfectly positioned on either side of her full and firm breasts, making them incredibly alluring. Through the thin blouse, Zhou Menglong could vaguely see the pattern of the undergarments that tightly hugged her breasts.

A flat stomach and a strong waist added a touch of heroism to the young woman. The hem of her round-neck shirt was tucked into her trousers, highlighting her slender waist and accentuating her large, firm breasts, which seemed almost bursting out. Seeing her upper body, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but swallow hard.

Her lower body was clad in tight-fitting athletic pants, similar to leggings, clinging tightly to her body and showcasing her beautiful and alluring lower body to Zhou Menglong. He noticed the seam of the pants digging tightly between her legs, making her crotch appear incredibly seductive.

Now, the most tender, mysterious, and sensitive part of the young woman's body, nestled between her legs, was protruding outwards from beneath her tight-fitting sports pants, revealing a soft, fragrant mound like a steamed bun to Zhou Menglong. A faint, alluring fragrance seemed to emanate from it, stimulating Zhou Menglong's senses.

The young woman's legs, encased in black sports pants, appeared so long and firm. Through the pants, Zhou Menglong could vaguely feel the muscles pulsating on her breasts, a elasticity he had never experienced with any woman. Only someone who had been involved in sports for years could possess such perfectly proportioned legs.

The black, tight-fitting sports pants only reached the young woman's knees, so half of her jade-like legs were exposed. The skin on her small, round belly was smooth as jade, yet full of elasticity. That firm yet supple feeling made Zhou Menglong imagine what it would feel like to hold those alluring legs in his hands.

The young woman exuded a youthful, vibrant rhythm, and her well-fitting sportswear made her look fresh and lovely. The sweet smile on her delicate face could captivate any man without him even realizing it. The young woman's beauty was a healthy beauty, a youthful and energetic beauty, coupled with a subtle, mature, and charming aura. Zhou Menglong felt that if this beautiful young woman walked down the street, she would undoubtedly attract a lot of attention. Wherever she went, men's eyes would be focused on her, making her a goddess in the eyes of all men.

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