[Urban] The Newly Compiled Story of Director Sanbao (Complete) - 4

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On the night of the second episode of "The Spying on the Female Police Officer 2,"

at 10 PM, Wu Liang received a call from the Public Security Bureau, ordering him to immediately go to the city center. It was crucial information that representatives of the He Group were conducting a transaction there. One month earlier, on this very day, Wu Liang's team had discovered vital clues about an underground sex organization. Despite it being his wedding day, with the support of his fiancée, Officer Zhao Ying, he personally disguised himself and went to the scene. During the investigation, he discovered that the He siblings had significant connections to the infamous "sex" club. Unfortunately, he was discovered by the gangsters at the last moment and shot in the groin. Fortunately, he jumped into the river in time to save his life, but the injury left him impotent. Zhao Ying and Wu Liang had a deep affection for each other; she respected her husband's character and married him without hesitation.

Today, watching her husband go out on official business again, Zhao Ying said worriedly, "You must be careful. These people are capable of anything." Wu Liang nodded, "I will be careful. We are all police officers; we cannot forget the interests of the people for our own safety. We must eradicate these social scum for the people! Xiao Ying, I always feel that Director Qin of our bureau might be connected to the underworld. He transferred you to his side; you must be careful."

"Director Qin? How could that be? He's a high-ranking national official."

"These days, there are all kinds of corrupt officials, but I'm just guessing. I may have offended him by not reporting the He Group's affairs to him. Xiao Ying, your leave ends tomorrow. Working by his side now will be a good opportunity for you to help me investigate his movements."

“Qin Shouren isn’t exactly known for his integrity, but he would never dare to associate with the underworld. However, I’ll still keep an eye on him, don’t worry.”

Wu Liang looked at his beautiful wife and said sadly, “Xiaoying, I’m so sorry. I’ll say it again: if anything happens to me, you should find a good man to marry.”

Zhao Ying’s eyes welled with tears. She covered her husband’s mouth with her hand and said gently, “Silly boy, as long as you come back safely, I’ll be yours for life. I’ll never remarry.” She never imagined that today would be her last farewell to her husband.

Wu Liang drove at high speed towards the city, but at just 100 km/h, the brakes failed, the steering wheel became unresponsive, and the car went completely out of control, plunging into a large river beside the road. The car quickly sank into the water, but the doors wouldn’t open. Wu Liang, an excellent swimmer, didn’t panic. He calmly broke down the car door and miraculously swam out of the water. The Chu River flowed swiftly, and Wu Liang, relying on his excellent swimming skills, struggled to reach the shore. He was completely exhausted, but right there, a gleaming black pistol was pointed at his head.

Looking up, Wu Liang saw the He siblings, He Yingzhi and He Yingying, and Qin Shouren standing smugly beside him. In that instant, Wu Liang understood everything. He sneered, "Qin Shouren, it really is you." The

stunningly beautiful He Yingying, with her alluring eyes, hugged Qin Shouren and said coquettishly, "Wu Liang, you're really something, you're still alive after all this."

Qin Shouren pinched He Yingying's buttocks and said, "Wu Liang, you're impotent! You have such a good wife at home, yet you interfere in my affairs. Your wife is so beautiful, is she still a virgin? After you die, I'll have to fulfill my duties as a husband for you." He then burst into laughter.

Enraged, Wu Liang roared, "Qin Shouren, you bastard! If you dare lay a finger on Xiaoying, I'll haunt you even in death!"

He Yingying retorted, "Brother Wu, why are you so angry? You're no longer capable, so let Director Qin help you with your wife. It's for her own good!"

Qin Shouren chimed in, "Yes, your wife has a rare body and a stunning face. Don't worry, you may not be able to, but I am. I'll thoroughly enjoy her little hole and asshole, making you feel like you're in heaven. Just thinking about Zhao Ying's moans makes my heart race. I've never been with a policewoman before; your wife and Meng Qiulan are two."

"You beast!" Wu Liang struggled with his last strength to lunge at Qin Shouren, but suddenly everything went black as He Yingying was shot and passed out. Qin Shouren, filled with rage, told Wu Liang to let him handle the situation and forcefully pushed Wu Liang's head into the river. Thus, a poor, excellent police officer met his end.

Qin Shouren threw Wu Liang's body into the river, then looked at He Yingying, whose face was flushed with desire, and lewdly said, "Baby, it's been a long time since we've had sex. Tonight you'd better give me a good time to cool off."

He Yingying smiled seductively, "You old lecher, haven't you slept with enough women? I heard you even slept with a female officer recently, you wouldn't even think of me."

"My darling, that female officer was indeed quite good. I'll bring her over for a threesome another day, but tonight you have to keep me company." With that, the two of them got into the BMW and drove towards an apartment building in the city.

That apartment was specially bought by Qin Shouren for his womanizing. Inside, there was a special bench for making love. If a woman was raped by Qin Shouren on that bench, even a virgin would become a harlot. Tonight, He Yingying was destined to spend a passionate night with Qin Shouren.

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The next day, Qin Shouren arrived at work and saw the beautiful Meng Qiulan arriving, smiling and greeting a colleague, revealing a set of pearly white teeth. She wore a well-fitting police uniform, her figure graceful and athletic, her face radiating a sunny smile. Her youthful, healthy, and vibrant aura was unmatched by any woman he had ever been with.

After greeting him, Meng Qiulan turned and saw Qin Shouren just getting out of his car. His gloomy, lustful eyes recognized her, and his face immediately darkened. She pulled out a pair of sunglasses, put them on, and with a graceful toss, walked past him without a word. She was so beautiful, her expression so captivating—not just when she smiled, but even when she was angry, she possessed an inexplicable beauty.

The morning sunlight shone on her face and body—her fair skin, red lips, delicate eyebrows, and flowing long hair—making this old lecher, who considered women his life's purpose, feel a burning desire in his lower abdomen and an irresistible urge to conquer her.

He had attended a meeting that morning and briefly exchanged opinions with his team on handling the case of forced confessions. He felt restless, his heart burning with the image of the beautiful policewoman, Meng Qiulan, like a raging fire consuming him. Even back in his office, the fire was still burning. He needed water to extinguish it, but where was the water?

Finally, absentmindedly glancing at several documents, he couldn't resist picking up the phone and calling the office, asking Meng Qiulan to come over. Meng Qiulan arrived. Standing at the door, her pretty appearance and bird-like alertness completely captivated Director Qin, making his bones feel light. He stood up and smiled, "You're here? Sit down, close the door."

His words, "Your teeth are like pearls, your shoulders are like those of a sculpted tree, your eyes are bright and charming," couldn't be more fitting for her.

Meng Qiulan closed the door, walked briskly to the sofa, sat down abruptly, raised her head, and glanced at him with a challenging look, saying slowly and deliberately, "Director Qin, what can I do for you?"

Qin Shouren looked at her beautiful face, her fair forehead, and those captivating, mesmerizing eyes. He couldn't hold back any longer. He lunged at her, panting heavily, and embraced his goddess, kissing her wildly while murmuring, "Xiao Meng, Xiao Lan, I... I love you so much, really, I love you so much. I can give you anything you want, I can give you a house, money, an official position, I can give you..."

Meng Qiulan abruptly broke free from his embrace, and with a resounding slap, she delivered a sharp blow to his face. Anger flushed her cheeks, and she stepped aside, saying, "Director Qin, please have some self-respect."

Qin Shouren was stunned. He had always been adept at manipulating women, and had encountered some women who initially seemed virtuous and chaste, but he had subdued them all with various methods. Originally, he could have put more effort into Meng Qiulan and slowly made his move, but for some reason, after experiencing so many women, he was completely unable to control himself in front of this young girl. Although he had been slapped, he had at least had physical contact with his goddess, and he was not offended at all. On the contrary, he was somewhat excited. He had always been the one toying with women, but suddenly, he felt that the woman in front of him was a treasure sent to him by heaven. He would even rather be beaten and cursed by her.

His face flushed with excitement, he suddenly knelt before Meng Qiulan, grabbed her legs, and cried out wildly, "Please, I'll give you everything, just promise me, give it to me, Xiaolan, my darling~~~~~~" As he spoke, one hand roughly pressed against Meng Qiulan's soft, delicate vulva, forcibly caressing it, while the other hand pressed against the beautiful woman's incredibly full breasts, kneading them forcefully.

The policewoman had never been touched so boldly by a man before. Even her boyfriend, Liu Wei, dared not touch her body like this. This was the first time her private area had been violated by a man, and Meng Qiulan couldn't help but feel her heart flutter. Her throat seemed to go hoarse, and she couldn't utter a word. Her body felt as if it were being held down, limp and unable to move. Feeling two fingers constantly kneading and probing at the entrance of her secret place, the beautiful woman couldn't help but let out a soft moan, "Uh... ah... oh... Director Qin, what are you doing..." Her full breasts were being roughly rubbed, and her nipples inside her uniform became hard and erect.

After a while, the policewoman finally came to her senses. She felt Qin Shouren reaching his left hand into her underwear, quickly shoving his hand away, kicking him off, and jumping aside. She was both angry and amused, unable to hide her contempt, but utterly at a loss for what to do with this almost deranged man. Blushing, she spat and fled as if running away.

Qin Shouren knelt there, stunned, for a long time before finally coming to his senses. He slowly got up and sat on the sofa, looking completely lost. Who was he? A womanizer, a devil who toyed with women. But facing this beautiful young woman he loved more and more, unable to let go, he became incredibly clumsy, like a greenhorn.

Meng Qiulan hurried back to her office, her heart still pounding. Her boss, a man nearing fifty, had knelt before her, professing his love. How could a naive young girl not feel flustered? For some reason, the beautiful woman's vagina began to itch uncontrollably again. The aroused young woman felt hot all over and hurriedly went into the bathroom, closed the door, and quickly took off her uniform pants, only to find her white panties soaked with her own fluids. Thinking of the pervert who had raped her high school friend and was now actually assaulting her, the policewoman's heart was in turmoil. The young woman's mind was in turmoil, and she couldn't help but imagine Qin Shouren forcibly tearing off her uniform. She bit her lip, and with her right middle finger, she reached into her secret place and began to masturbate passionately… After more than ten minutes, her lust gradually subsided.

Meng Qiulan had just returned to her office and sat down when the director said to her, "Xiao Meng, Director Qin wants you to come again."

Meng Qiulan strode to the director's office door, didn't knock, and slammed the door open, standing angrily in the doorway without saying a word. The office director crept behind her, peeking and looking around.

Qin Shouren, lost in thought, stood pretentiously in the doorway as she entered, one hand in his pocket. Seeing her charmingly angry expression, he felt a surge of affection. He had calmed himself and said gently, "Comrade Meng, the archives department is short-staffed. The organization has decided to transfer you there. Hand over your work and report for duty."

Meng Qiulan gave a cold smile, said, "Yes, I'll report immediately!", and turned to leave.

Qin Shouren sighed. He had originally wanted to transfer her to the worst-equipped and most dangerous police station, but he couldn't bear to let her go. He had no choice but to put her in a low-ranking position for now and figure out a better plan later. Just

as Qin Shouren was feeling frustrated, a clear, melodious voice suddenly rang in his ears, "Director Qin, Second-Level Police Officer Zhao Ying has returned to the unit after her wedding leave and is reporting for duty."

Standing in the doorway was a beautiful woman in a neat police uniform. She had almond-shaped eyes, delicate eyebrows, and small, red lips that were always pursed in a half-smile.

Standing at 1.67 meters tall, she possessed a slender and graceful figure. Her long, wavy hair flowed over her shoulders, and her body was mature and voluptuous. Her curvaceous figure and full breasts were particularly eye-catching, standing tall and firm. Her rounded buttocks arched gracefully, tightly protruding from her underwear. Her slightly protruding belly, plump hips, and high, white breasts exuded a fiery allure. Her fair face was flushed, radiating a uniquely beautiful charm, and her eyes always held a faint haze, as if holding pools of autumn water. Qin Shouren was stunned, his large penis instantly erect. This woman possessed a captivating charm that made one want to sleep with her at first glance. She mentioned Wu Gang's wife, and Qin Shouren had long harbored a secret determination to have her.

Then, a silvery voice rang out again: "Director Qin, what are you thinking about?"

"Nothing. Xiaoying, what's the most important thing for a policeman?"

"Determination and willpower," Zhao Ying replied lightly.

"Yes, Xiaoying," Qin Shouren's face suddenly darkened, "There are some things everyone has to face. We police officers must face them with even stronger wills."

Zhao Ying, seeing Qin Shouren's expression, sensed something was wrong and asked, "Director Qin, has something happened to Brother Wu?"

Qin Shouren nodded, his voice low, "Xiaoying, Brother Wu... he was in a car accident last night, and he's been demoted."

Deeply in love with Wu Liang, Zhao Ying felt a wave of dizziness and fainted upon hearing this.

Qin Shouren strode forward and embraced the beautiful woman's graceful body. A delicate fragrance wafted from her nose. Holding the beauty in his arms, Qin Shouren's lust was aroused. "This is a golden opportunity! If I don't seize this chance to take advantage of this beautiful policewoman I've been longing for, when will I ever get another chance?" (Advertisement break: Still relying on your hands? How can that be satisfying? Forum reputation guaranteed! Healthy anti-premature ejaculation masturbation exercise device, real oral sex pleasure experience, hot recommendation!) Maintain the sensation of ejaculation for 30 minutes, enjoy the pleasure to the point of dizziness. Fully automated masturbation with 12 different sex positions and vibration frequencies. Click to enter.

Qin Shouren's right hand quickly grasped the beautiful woman's full and high breasts, kneaded them a few times, then his right fingers unbuttoned the police uniform and reached into the policewoman's bra, gently pinching her pink and firm nipples. So good, Zhao Ying's breasts are incredibly tender and full, with an excellent feel.

Qin Shouren's left hand followed the line of the panties that were sticking out of the beautiful woman's police pants, grabbing and kneading her buttocks, and then pinching and kneading her genitals a few times. The poor beauty Zhao Ying had already fainted, unaware that she was being molested by her husband's killer.

Qin Shouren played with her for a while before placing Zhao Ying's body on the sofa, lowering his head to kiss her cherry-like lips, wantonly sucking the policewoman's sweet nectar. Qin Shouren pulled back Zhao Ying's pink bra, revealing a pair of incredibly white, firm, and mature young breasts. He immediately bit down on the beauty's tender nipple, kissing it wantonly. One hand slipped inside Zhao Ying's panties, caressing the virgin's pubic hair, playing with the policewoman's vulva, which had never been touched by another man before.

While the old lecher was wantonly toying with the beautiful Zhao Ying inside, Meng Qiulan lingered outside Qin Shouren's office. She had already agreed to report to the records department, but her personnel file was still in Qin Shouren's office cabinet. She really didn't want to enter this old lecher's room again, but she had to retrieve the file.

After hesitating for a while, Meng Qiulan finally decided to knock on the door. Little did she know that her knock would preserve Zhao Ying's virginity. "Director, I've come to collect my file."

"Okay, coming right away."

A moment later, the door opened, and Meng Qiulan entered the room. She saw Zhao Ying lying on the sofa and asked in surprise, "Director Qin, what happened?"

Qin Shouren quickly explained, "It's like this, Zhao Ying heard her husband died and fainted from grief. I let her lie on the sofa for a while."

Meng Qiulan said in astonishment, "What? Wu Liang is dead? When did he die?"

"I just got the news from the traffic police brigade. Wu Liang died in a car accident, and his body was only recovered from the Chu River this morning."

Meng Qiulan's eyes welled up with tears. "Officer Wu was a good comrade. Director Qin, she needs CPR." She bent down and began to perform CPR on Zhao Ying. Qin Shouren stood aside, admiring the two beauties' mouth-to-mouth movements, wondering when he could have a threesome with them.

One had an oval face (Meng), and the other an egg-shaped face (Zhao), both with double eyelids and white teeth—standard beauties. One had long, straight hair, and the other had wavy hair. One was 1.72 meters tall, and the other was 1.69 meters tall, both tall and voluptuous. In comparison, Meng Qiulan's breasts were slightly larger, about a 34F, while Zhao Ying's breasts were also above 34D. In terms of appearance, Meng Qiulan could be described as having a devilish figure and an angelic face, a combination of Eastern and Western beauty; while Zhao Ying was a standard Eastern beauty.

After a long while, Zhao Ying finally woke up with a soft thud, tears streaming down her face. She said to Qin Shouren, "Chief, how could Brother Wu suddenly die? I think there must be something wrong, it must be related to the He Group case. Chief, I request to personally examine the body and participate in the investigation of the He Group case!"

"Alright, I agree. The Ministry of Public Security has already instructed that the He Group case be investigated. However, Zhao Ying, we can't let emotions cloud our judgment in this serious matter. We must investigate this case based on the principles of being pragmatic

, reasonable, and disciplined. Qiu Lan, I think you don't need to go to the archives anymore. Join the criminal investigation team now, and we'll investigate this case together." "Yes!" The two beauties saluted Qin Shouren and answered firmly. Although Meng Qiu Lan knew that Qin Shouren was a lecherous man who had raped her high school classmate Xue Chun, seeing his decisiveness at crucial moments lessened her disgust for him. Being able to participate in such a significant case investigation right after graduation made her feel even more grateful to Qin.

After finishing his day's work and heading home, Qin Shouren was walking to his car when he suddenly heard a burst of giggling laughter beside him. He turned around and saw a BMW parked next to him. A pretty woman wearing sunglasses and a light pink casual outfit sat in the driver's seat, smiling at him. He smiled back, walked over, got in, waved to his driver, and the two drove off.

It turned out this woman was Li Xiang'er, the owner of the Grand Hotel, and one of Qin Shouren's mistresses. Hearing that the anti-prostitution squad was cracking down, she had come to him beforehand to whisper in his ear to avoid affecting her business.

The two drove back to the Grand Hotel, just as it was bustling with customers—dining, seeking pleasure, the place was packed. Qin Shouren said with a grin, "Xiang'er, business is booming here."

Li Xiang'er gave him a flirtatious glance and said with a sly smile, "It's all thanks to you, Master Qin. With you protecting me, how could business not be good?"

Qin Shouren snorted and said, "Don't think I don't know—you, Old Li from the Tax Bureau, Old Zheng from the Industry and Commerce Bureau, and…"

"Oh, jealous?" Li Xiang'er wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him a sweet kiss, saying seductively, "What other skills can a woman like me have? But I truly only have you in my heart."

Qin Shouren gave her soft crotch a squeeze and said, "You're good with words."

Li Xiang'er giggled, took his arm, and went upstairs. Her husband, Shang Huichen, saw them from afar and turned away knowingly. Li Xiang'er and Qin Shouren went up to a private room on the third floor and ordered a table of wine. Li Xiang'er took a sip of red wine, sat on Qin Shouren's lap, and poured the wine into his mouth, saying, "Brother Ren, I heard the anti-prostitution team is going to..." "Is there some kind of big shift change?"

Qin Shouren pinched her little nose, hugged her waist, and casually slipped one hand inside his robes, saying, "Yes, but don't worry, no matter how many shifts there are, they're all still my men. Just focus on your business."

Li Xiang'er, sitting on Qin Shouren's lap, swayed her hips seductively as she fed him, saying, "Yes, I'll obey. With Brother Ren here, what do I have to worry about? I just missed you and invited you here for drinks." After

some flirting, they were already half-naked. In the midst of their drunken revelry, Li Xiang'er didn't draw the curtains, but simply turned off the lights and began to undress Qin Shouren.

It was just dusk, and the neon lights outside were flashing, filling the room with an unusual atmosphere.

Qin Shouren sat in his chair, holding a glass in one hand, slowly sipping the wine while enjoying the oral sex from the beauty beneath him.

Li Xiang'er tightly held Qin Shouren's penis in her mouth, stroking it up and down. Waves of pleasure washed over him. He closed his eyes, savoring the sensation. Suddenly, the image of Meng Qiulan's dashing and beautiful figure flashed into his mind. He imagined her kneeling between his legs, sucking his penis... His penis throbbed, growing even larger.

"Haha! Brother Ren, is Xiang'er making you feel good?" Li Xiang'er looked up and said with a seductive charm, her beautiful eyes gazing at him with affection. The neon lights outside reflected in her eyes, giving them a strange, alluring quality.

"Ah! It feels so good. Xiang'er's little mouth is the best, keep going, ah... ah..."

Li Xiang'er licked her lips, her eyes half-closed, her head moving back and forth, her white, full breasts trembling in waves.

His large penis, gleaming and swollen from being licked, stood erect like a small cannon. Li Xiang'er gracefully rose, licked her lips seductively, pulled down her panties, and spread her legs to sit on him. Suddenly, Qin Shouren grabbed her, pulled her around the waist, and placed her on the spacious windowsill. The marble surface was gleaming and cool, reflecting the outdoor lights. From here, one could see the bustling street.

Li Xiang'er exclaimed, "Brother Ren, what are you doing? It's so embarrassing, someone will see us!"

Qin Shouren, panting, said, "It's so dark in here, no one will." He then made Li Xiang'er kneel on the windowsill. The cool surface made the delicate skin on Li Xiang'er's legs shrink.

Qin Shouren adjusted Li Xiang'er's white buttocks, slightly parted her legs, pulled out his already hard penis, and slowly inserted it into her from behind. Li Xiang'er's genitals were wet, and his penis thrust unimpeded into the warm, moist vagina of this alluring young woman until it was completely hidden at the entrance, slowly pumping in and out. Pleasure filled Qin Shouren's heart. He closed his eyes, imagining Meng Qiulan's seductive allure. His penis, inserted into Li Xiang'er's delicate, soft body, increased its force, thrusting wildly. The constant friction between Li Xiang'er's vaginal fluids and his penis produced a "splish...plop..." sound.

Li Xiang'er's legs ached slightly, but she dared not resist. Her body arched against the windowsill, her hands nowhere to hold onto, so she pressed against the large glass pane. The fear of being seen and the thrill made her sensitive body tremble. Qin Shouren's hands grasped Li Xiang'er's chest, holding her soft breasts in his own.

Li Xiang'er occasionally let out soft moans, the room filled with an atmosphere of lust.

The beautiful, graceful, and fair female body writhed with his thrusts. Qin Shouren's large hands grasped the round buttocks of this mature and beautiful young woman, kneading them repeatedly. He would occasionally poke her anus between her two plump buttocks with his middle finger. Each poke elicited a soft cry from the beautiful woman, and Qin Shouren couldn't help but laugh with satisfaction.

He gently leaned against Li Xiang'er's fair, smooth, and cool buttocks, feeling her fullness and softness. Li Xiang'er possessed a well-proportioned and full figure, a slender waist, and a firm, pert buttocks, exuding an indescribable allure.

Because of this position, Li Xiang'er's vagina felt even tighter and narrower, as if a strange suction force was pulling the large glans along at high speed, yet it also felt as if layers of tender flesh were hindering the entry of his penis, increasing the friction and intensifying the pleasure of the large glans.

Li Xiang'er's hot and pretty face was pressed against the glass, distorted by the pressure. Her delicate body swayed back and forth with his thrusts, her large buttocks rising with each thrust and falling with each drop of his penis. Her two fragrant buttocks involuntarily spread apart with the penetration of his penis and the pushing of Qin Shouren's hands, revealing her wrinkled anus. The bud, illuminated by the light, was dazzlingly beautiful, its delicate, bud-like opening slightly contracting inwards, twisting rhythmically with each thrust. Each time Li Xiang'er's buttocks collided with Qin Shouren's crotch, the tender flesh was squeezed upwards, producing a "slap slap" sound of flesh colliding. Qin Shouren tightly embraced Li Xiang'er's pert buttocks, and using the force of her falling back, he lifted his lower body and thrust it forcefully into her fleshy opening: "Plop, plop... plop, plop..." The sound of their genitals colliding acted as a catalyst, bringing his inner passion to its peak. In his mind, he desperately fantasized about Meng Qiulan's seductive and alluring appearance on his body.

Li Xiang'er's beautiful, white feet, perched on the windowsill, trembled slightly, her beautiful back and slender waist making her entire body appear graceful and captivating.

She gasped for breath, crying out, "Ah...so good...faster...thrust...thrust until it's broken, ah...melted...good brother...dear husband...my dear brother, how come you're so...so strong today...ah...I'm being pierced...!"

"Ah...ah...ah ah...oh...oh oh oh...ah...ah ah...you're so amazing...I can't take it..." Qin Shouren didn't answer. In his mind, he was fantasizing about the beautiful policewomen Meng Qiulan and Zhao Ying moaning and writhing beneath him, imagining them sucking his big cock, letting him play with their anuses, and them wearing police uniforms, moaning seductively beneath his big cock.

His imagination pushed his physical strength to the limit. The lovely, delicate, and beautiful young woman's high, white buttocks were like dough beneath him, being kneaded and attacked at will. Li Xiang'er let out a soul-stirring moan as his entire penis was inserted to the root into her pink little hole, the head of his penis grinding against her soft clitoris from time to time. This made Li Xiang'er hum softly, "Hmm...hmm..." and

say weakly, "My...my husband...does...does...does...not as well as you...does...does...does...does...doesn't...do ...

Qin Shouren's breathing grew heavier, his lips slightly parted. He felt Li Xiang'er's little fleshy hole contract tightly a few times, pressing against his penis. He quickly thrust a few more times, shuddered a few times, and then stood on tiptoe, lifting Li Xiang'er's snowy buttocks to expose her tender little hole. He thrust hard, thrust, thrust, his buttocks twitching for a while before collapsing onto Xiang'er's back and remaining still.

After a while, with a "plop!" Qin Shouren pulled out his wet, large penis, stumbled back a few steps, his weak legs giving way, and sat down on the sofa. He lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and stared at the silhouette of the beautiful woman kneeling motionless on the windowsill. He shook his head, regaining his senses.

Li Xiang'er's body was already limp and numb. She leaned softly against the windowsill, a lewd smile still lingering on her beautiful face, gazing blankly out the window. Lights flickered, cars streamed by, pedestrians hurried by, and satiated patrons were leaving, drunk. No one expected that upstairs, a beautiful, naked woman was kneeling there, her alluring posture tempting them to commit a crime.

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A new day began, the sun shining brightly. Xiao Yan had returned to her military base in B City. She told her husband that things were progressing well, but some paperwork still needed to be completed. She made up some stories to cover it up, feeling a little guilty but daring not to show it. Occasionally, she would blush and her heart would race when she thought of that night. She knew Qin Shouren wouldn't let her off so easily, but she could only hope that the handover would be completed quickly, that everything would be over then, and that the humiliation that had happened and would come would remain like a nightmare, forever etched in her memory.

Meanwhile, at the police station, Wu Liang's autopsy report was out; he had indeed died from waterlogging, and there were no other injuries on his body. Zhao Ying couldn't believe her husband had drowned; she knew he was a very good swimmer. Qin Shouren comforted her, offering much reassurance.

For the past two days, Qin Shouren had been constantly by Zhao Ying's side, providing her with a car and frequently taking her out to eat and shop. Zhao Ying's grief gradually lessened, and she felt grateful to Qin Shouren. She never imagined that this former boss was actually her husband's killer. Their investigation into the He Group case would never be resolved, and soon, a storm of lust would be brewing against her.

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That day, Sunday afternoon, Qin Xiaohua returned from the Gao Erfu Club. She had drunk a little, her pretty face flushed, as she rode a motorcycle through the alleyways. She owned a luxury car, but she preferred riding a motorcycle, feeling the wind on her face, just like now.

Suddenly, she collided with a middle-aged man riding a bicycle who appeared out of the intersection. Both cried out and fell to the ground. Qin Xiaohua's eyebrows shot up, and she jumped up, yelling, "You old geezer, can't you watch where you're going? You...you...you..." Her face suddenly flushed, and she stammered, "Teacher He...Teacher He."

He was a refined-looking middle-aged man wearing black-rimmed glasses. Although his leg wasn't broken, it hurt badly from the fall. He got up and looked at the young woman before him, adjusting his glasses with a puzzled expression, "You...you are...?"

"I'm Qin Xiaohua, Teacher He. You were my homeroom teacher in junior high, didn't you remember me?" Qin Xiaohua said with a shy smile.

"Oh...oh...I remember, I remember," Teacher He laughed. "It's you, Xiaohua. I remember you. When I was being pushed out of my promotion, it was you, young lady, who stood up for me and asked your father for help." Qin Xiaohua stepped forward to help the teacher, saying shyly, "Teacher, it's such a small thing, why are you still worried about it? Are you hurt? Let me help you to the hospital."

"No need, no need, I'm fine," Teacher He said happily.

Qin Xiaohua said, "Then, let me help you home. Where do you live?" She helped the teacher lift the bicycle and put the scattered celery into the basket.

"Not far, not far, just around the corner," Teacher He said with emotion, "It's been four years since I last saw you. You've grown into a beautiful young woman. If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have recognized you."

The two pushed the bicycle to Teacher He's home. Teacher He's name was He Wenyuan, a Chinese teacher at Elite Middle School. She was 51 years old this year, but she looked delicate and slender, like someone in her forties. His home was on the fifth floor, a two-bedroom apartment he had just been allocated last year.

The two opened the door and went inside. Qin Xiaohua helped her teacher in, asking, "Where's your wife? Isn't she home?"

He Wenyuan sighed, saying, "Ah, she passed away the year before last. I'm all alone now."

Qin Xiaohua helped her teacher sit down, glancing around, "Don't you have two children? Don't they live with you?"

He Wenyuan shook his head, saying, "My good-for-nothing son, Huaiyu, is in the army. He's a lieutenant company commander now. He married a military officer's wife. When he got married a couple of years ago, my wife didn't approve of him finding someone in the army, especially someone from the north. It caused a fight, and he hasn't been back for a long time. Your sister Huaiyue just graduated from university and moved back in. She's busy looking for a job."

Qin Xiaohua sat down next to her teacher, her full, firm breasts pressing against He Wenyuan's arm, her youthful fragrance filling his nostrils.

He Wenyuan, who hadn't been with a woman in a long time, felt a sudden stirring in his heart and became somewhat awkward. His eyes darted around, so he pretended to wipe his glasses and lowered his head to calm himself. Suddenly, he noticed blood on Qin Xiaohua's toes and exclaimed in surprise, "Xiaohua, your foot is injured!"

Qin Xiaohua glanced down and said nonchalantly, "It's nothing, just a scrape."

He Wenyuan said, "That won't do. It'll get infected. Wait here, I'll put some iodine on it." He got up and went to the cabinet to find cotton swabs and iodine, then placed Qin Xiaohua's leg on the coffee table and began applying the iodine. Qin Xiaohua, wearing a short skirt and a tank top that revealed her navel, sat on the sofa. The outline of her breasts was alluring, and her fair, flawless abdomen featured a delicate navel. Her calves were beautifully curved, hairless, white, tender, smooth, and soft. Her slender feet, painted with colorful nail polish, were curled tightly together as her teacher applied iodine, seemingly out of fear of pain. He Wenyuan, watching, felt a surge of emotion, and he held her smooth, soft feet, almost reluctant to let go.

Qin Xiaohua was also looking down at her teacher. He was quiet and reserved, his thin face still faintly revealing his youthful handsomeness. A few strands of gray hair were already visible in his hair. His refined demeanor was something she had never encountered before, and her heart fluttered. For the first time, she was examining this middle school teacher with a woman's eyes. At the same time, she deliberately seduced him, pulling up her short skirt that covered her knees and smoothing it out to the sides. She said softly and sweetly to He Wenyuan, "Teacher, my thighs hurt a little too. Can you see if there's an injury?"

"Ah?" He Wenyuan's heart skipped a beat, his gaze falling on the thighs he had avoided looking directly at. Above her fair knees were a pair of strong, young woman's thighs. His eyelids twitched. His eyes were fixed on Qin Xiaohua's lower body. Her snow-white thighs, like two tender onions, were covered in white, semi-transparent lace panties, full of allure and provocation. At the delicate ends, a few soft pubic hairs playfully peeked out from the edge of the slightly raised area. He Wenyuan felt a surge of heat, as if all the blood had rushed to his head.

Watching the changes in her teacher's expression, Qin Xiaohua felt a surge of excitement at being watched by this respected elder, a teacher who imparted knowledge and guided her. She noticed his breathing quicken and saw a slight bulge in his crotch. His penis was probably hard, which explained his slightly unnatural squatting position. The thought of his erect penis fueled her excitement, and a little vaginal fluid seeped out, slowly wetting her panties.

Biting her lip, she asked in a soft voice, "Teacher, is my leg injured?" She then playfully lifted her leg, her fragrant, smooth thigh almost touching He Wenyuan's nose.

He Wenyuan was already somewhat infatuated, a blush spreading across his thin face. He looked up and met Qin Xiaohua's teasing, alluring gaze. He caught his breath and stammered, "No...no...no."

Qin Xiaohua chuckled, her pretty face beaming. She blinked innocently and asked, "Teacher, why...why is there a bulge between your legs? Did you bump them?"

He Wenyuan was startled and quickly stood up, slipping to sit on the sofa to the side, avoiding her fiery gaze. He stammered, "No...no..."

Qin Xiaohua stood up and stretched, deliberately raising her full breasts. Her fitted dress revealed her slender waist and round, pert buttocks. She swayed her hips as she walked up to her teacher, boldly staring at him. Her languid voice seemed to come from a distant horizon: "Hold me."

"I...I..." He Wenyuan's heart was filled with longing, but he still dared not make a move. Qin Xiaohua let out a soft moan and threw herself into his arms, saying, "Teacher, teacher, I love you, hold me tight, hold me tight..." Her words seemed to have a hypnotic effect; He Wenyuan had involuntarily wrapped his arms around her slender waist, his warm breath searching her face, his moist lips finally touching hers. Surprisingly, Xiaohua was even more passionate and proactive than him, sucking his lips hard, her wet, slippery tongue, carrying a hint of fragrance, entwining with his tongue, her movements very practiced. As their tongues explored each other passionately, He Wenyuan... The teacher's hand had involuntarily slipped under her skirt, caressing the student's smooth buttocks. Although she was still wearing tight lace panties, most of her buttocks were exposed, allowing He Wenyuan to feel the firmness and softness of her flesh.

He Wenyuan's long-dormant passion, once ignited, was consumed by desire; he couldn't think of anything else. His belt was loosened, and a soft little hand grasped his erection between his legs, gently kneading it. Qin Xiaohua giggled sweetly, biting the teacher's earlobe, and whispered, "Teacher, it's so big here, do you want to put it in my little hole?" "Feel my little hole, it's so small."

As she spoke, she spread her legs, letting He Wenyuan remove her skirt and panties. Because her breasts were protruding and her buttocks were sticking out, a pair of full breasts trembled and were offered to He Wenyuan's mouth. He Wenyuan impulsively hugged her slender waist, opened his mouth, and frantically sucked on her soft nipples.

Qin Xiaohua trembled as he sucked on her, and her lower body flowed even more lustful fluid. She said to He Wenyuan in a trembling voice, "Teacher, let's go to bed, quickly, I... I want you to... teach me on me." "..." she said with a charming smile, blushing as she jumped down, giggling, her two bare, white thighs swaying as she ran into the bedroom.

He Wenyuan excitedly stripped off his clothes and ran into the bedroom, where he saw Qin Xiaohua kneeling naked on the bed, her eyes sparkling as she looked at him. She knelt there, her breasts firm, her buttocks pert, the sunlight casting a soft, milky-white glow on her delicate body—what a charming and alluring young woman!

Looking at He Wenyuan's swaying, thick penis, she smiled and said, "Teacher's pointer is so ugly."

He Wenyuan, panting excitedly, climbed onto the bed and embraced this charming little vixen, saying, "Okay, today, teacher will use this pointer to discipline you, this disobedient student."

Qin Xiaohua giggled and whispered, "Is it to spank the student's little bottom?" She lay on the bed, swaying her pink, delicate buttocks, her posture incredibly alluring. But she said, "But it doesn't look like a pointer, it looks more like a piece of fine chalk."

He Wenyuan was almost driven mad by her teasing, and he pounced on her, hugging her tightly. "Even if it is chalk, teacher, teacher is going to give you a lesson, pay attention!"

"Okay," Qin Xiaohua giggled, "Here, this is your blackboard, write on it." She turned around and bent over, presenting her back to the teacher's large penis. He Wenyuan chuckled, grasping his large penis and writing on her small buttocks. Her skin was incredibly smooth, and a few drops of precum seeped from the tip of his penis, smearing it on her smooth buttocks.

Qin Xiaohua bit her lip, enduring the tickling, and giggled incessantly, reading the words he wrote based on the strokes: "I, fuck, you!" She suddenly turned around, her breath quickening as she pushed her teacher down onto the bed, flipped over and straddled his stomach, arching her upper body, holding his head, pressing his head against her breasts, and like feeding a baby, stuffing her nipple into his mouth, tilting her delicate face up and exclaiming, "So comfortable, suck it, your student is paying your tuition."

He Wenyuan obediently wrapped his arms around her slender waist and sucked on her breasts. Xiaohua's face flushed, her eyes filled with seductive allure: "Mmm...mmm...ah! You're bad, don't touch me there!" She suddenly twisted her waist coquettishly at He Wenyuan, slapping his hand away. It turned out that He Wenyuan had been kissing her while inserting his fingers into her anus.

"Xiaohua, look how lewd you are! Look, your juices... haha, they're all flowing here." Qin Xiaohua followed the teacher's gaze, her cheeks flushing red with embarrassment. She let out a moan she didn't even understand. Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she excitedly said, "Lick it clean, teacher, lick it clean!"

He Wenyuan was taken aback, but looking at the beautiful girl in her excitement, he knew he couldn't refuse. Besides, he was absolutely in love with her now, and in his passion, he didn't feel anything was dirty. He obediently put his finger in his mouth and licked it clean, the finger he had just pulled out of the girl's anus. His other hand was busy caressing Qin Xiaohua's breasts, his face filled with a dazed expression.

Seeing her homeroom teacher so obedient, Qin Xiaohua impulsively pushed him down, swaying her hips as she crawled between his legs, straddling him in a 69 position. Gazing at his already erect, thick, black penis, she smiled seductively, "I never imagined such a refined person like you would have such a big cock. It's both frightening and lovable."

He Wenyuan smiled smugly, stroking her fragrant buttocks that were protruding in front of him, and said affectionately, "Xiaohua, you were so thin and small when you were in school. I didn't expect you to have developed so well in just a few years. I've never seen such a beautiful body before."

Qin Xiaohua smiled alluringly and said, "Teacher, then you should enjoy yourself today." Saying this, she took his thick penis into her soft mouth, diligently pleasing him.

He Wenyuan jumped up, excitedly shouting, "Yes, lick around the edge first, oh... lick the tip of the penis with your tongue, yes, good... suck it well, yes, great, Xiaohua is so sexy, your technique is so good... good girl... lick harder, ah... your teacher's wife is far inferior to you."

Qin Xiaohua sucked passionately, giggling, "Then... let me be the teacher's wife, and Sister Huaiyue will have to call me mom," she giggled, not forgetting to gently and skillfully suck his penis.

He Wenyuan also excitedly pressed Qin Xiaohua's white buttocks tightly, sticking out his tongue to lick her vulva. The girl's vulva was delicate and charming, wet with lustful fluids. He Wenyuan's stubble stuck on her tender inner thighs, causing her to giggle, twisting her little upturned buttocks to dodge, rubbing He Wenyuan's face with lustful fluids.

He Wenyuan was experienced, gently rubbing her clitoris with his index finger, gently playing with her labia with his thumb and middle finger, while his ring finger slowly communicated with her opening. At this moment, Qin Xiaohua's breathing became increasingly rapid, her face flushed red, her delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed, her beautiful eyes half-closed, and she was making soft moans, clearly in the mood. Her licking of the large penis was interspersed with occasional light nibbling with her teeth. Now, she was as passionate as a volcano about to erupt, almost overwhelming.

Just then, a beautiful, tall girl arrived at He Wenyuan's door. She was Dongfang Linglin, the provincial newspaper reporter who had interviewed at the Municipal Public Security Bureau a few days earlier. She had also been He Wenyuan's student in junior high school. Back then, her family was poor, and her not-so-wealthy teacher, Mr. He, supported her education. Her parents were busy with work, so Mr. He would take her home for lunch. Therefore, even after she went to university and started working at the provincial newspaper, she still saw her teacher frequently. This time, her interview work had come to an end, and she asked her colleagues to go home first while she bought some things and came to visit her mentor.

She knew her teacher always kept a key on the doorframe in case he forgot his, so she didn't knock. She simply reached out, reached in, and quietly opened the door, taking her things inside. She placed her things beside the cabinet when she suddenly heard a woman's giggles coming from the bedroom. A jolt went through her. She had been intimate with her boyfriend in college and, after starting work, had been living almost entirely with her current boyfriend, possessing considerable sexual experience. She naturally recognized the context in which a woman would laugh like that.

She held her breath, too frightened to move. Having handled so many cases and heard countless stories of adultery and incest, she assumed it was her teacher and his daughter, Huaiyue… She was incredibly nervous, unsure how to react.

After a long while, she tiptoed to the door and peeked through the crack. She saw a pretty girl tossing her head, her long, flowing hair cascading over her shoulders. The face, covered in fine beads of sweat, wasn't Huaiyue's. A sense of relief washed over her. Looking at her beloved teacher again, she blushed deeply, her heart pounding wildly. Her esteemed teacher was burying his head between the girl's buttocks, licking her vigorously, while the girl straddled him, a large, erect penis sucking and swallowing from her mouth.

Dongfang Linglin was secretly startled. Teacher He was such a delicate person, but… that thing… was so big… ah, it was even bigger than… bigger than her boyfriend. If something that big were inserted into her vagina, she wondered if she could bear it. She couldn't help but make a comparison in her mind, then suddenly realized what she was thinking. Her face turned bright red, and she secretly spat at herself. How shameless! Linlin, what are you thinking?

Qin Xiaohua giggled as she climbed off her teacher, kneeling on the bed with her plump, white buttocks raised towards the sky. She turned to look at him, a lewd smile on her face. "Come on, dear teacher, come and fuck your student! Come on, put it in, let's unite!"

He Wenyuan, like a cat smelling fish, immediately rolled over and got up. As he lifted Xiaohua's buttocks, he found her labia already soaked. He immediately guided his already hard penis, parted her labia, and thrust inside.

"Ah...so big...bigger than...um...um...bigger than a donkey!" Qin Xiaohua almost unconsciously blurted out "bigger than her father," thankfully realizing her mistake in time. She couldn't help but laugh at herself for saying "bigger than a donkey."

He Wenyuan groaned. The moment his penis entered that narrow passage, he felt the softness and narrowness of the female cavity. The girl's buttocks and thighs tightened upon penetration, a long-lost, no...more intense and beautiful feeling overwhelmed him. His penis thrust in and out of the tight, fleshy hole several times. With a final push, the head of his penis finally pressed against Xiaohua's clitoris. Xiaohua's body trembled. "Ah..." Her voice became hoarse with excessive excitement: "Teacher...darling...good brother, dear husband...faster...ah, fuck me harder..."

He Wenyuan, his face flushed, began to thrust. Each friction inside the fleshy hole produced a "plop, plop" sound, making Dongfang Linglin, standing at the door, breathe rapidly, her pretty face flushed, and her lower body involuntarily tingle.

"Mmm...so good..." Xiao Hua groaned excitedly, her spasming buttocks thrusting back forcefully. A large amount of nectar flowed down He Wenyuan's penis onto his scrotum and thighs. "Ah...your body...so amazing," He Wenyuan's penis thrust in and out of the former little girl Qin Xiaohua's vagina, groaning incessantly, "Ah...ah...so good...faster! Harder...push your little ass harder! I'm going to die..." He felt his penis enveloped by the warm, moist walls of flesh, the contracting, juicy walls bringing him boundless pleasure. He thrust in and out of the mesmerizing vagina while... He pinched her breasts twice and asked, "Xiaohua, is my big cock big, hmm? You... when you were in school... did you ever think about letting your teacher do it to you?"

Qin Xiaohua's face turned red, and she moaned shyly, saying, "You're going to kill me, I was so young back then... how could I think about such lewd things?"

Seeing Xiaohua's shy appearance, He Wenyuan's penis grew even bigger. "You won't tell me, will you?" As he spoke, he pulled his penis out and then thrust it in hard, each time like shooting a goal, hitting the flower bud deep inside Xiaohua's vagina, making Xiaohua's body tremble and unable to speak anymore, only making random "ah... ah..." sounds.

After a few thrusts, He Wenyuan stopped, panting heavily. Xiaohua's cheeks flushed with desire, and she squinted her eyes contentedly, saying, "Ah...you...you're so naughty, you've made me unable to move." She then provocatively thrust her hips forward, saying in a coquettish voice, "Again, let's see if I'm afraid of you!"

"Okay, let's see who's stronger," He Wenyuan began to gently thrust again, doing forty or fifty thrusts in a row. By this time, Qin Xiaohua was covered in fine sweat, her cheeks flushed, and He Wenyuan's scrotum slapped against her plump buttocks with a "slap, slap" sound.

At this moment, Qin Xiaohua could no longer contain her excitement. Waves of intense pleasure overwhelmed her, causing her to moan incessantly, her voice growing louder and her breathing heavier, occasionally letting out uncontrollable cries: "I want it, I want it...ah," her alluring eyes slightly closed, fantasizing in her mind: "When I'm in...class...I think about the teacher, I think about the teacher's big stick, I want to lie on the desk...and let my dear...teacher do it, let my classmates do it..."

"Ah... um... yes... right there..." The muscles on her face tightened as if in pain, yet also as if in pleasure, as she continued her fantasy: "I'm imagining the teacher penetrating me, ah... my classmates penetrating me together... penetrating my mouth, my little... hole, my... asshole... ah, Liu Qiang, Fu Shengyou, and... and Cheng Ze..." She called out the names of her former classmates, as if they were really surrounding her, working together to rape her.

"Ah...ah...ah..." He Wenyuan became more and more excited as he listened, unable to control himself, and kept moaning. He could only feel his student's vagina contracting in waves, and with each deep thrust, it felt like a small mouth was trying to swallow his large glans. His full breasts rippled in his hands, giving him the best feel.

Like Xiao Hua, he closed his eyes and, while he was having sex, fantasized about the beautiful girls he had taught in the past: "Ah...Ji Yun, Chu Min, Zhong Yan, Zhao Fei, Liu...Liu Xiao'e, ah...right, Dong...Dong...Dongfang Linglin, I...my favorite...Linlin..." Those pretty and charming figures flashed through his mind, finally settling on the lover he had always kept in his heart.

Dongfang Linglin, watching from outside the door, was breathtakingly aroused, her heart pounding with desire. She couldn't believe that her teacher, while having sex with the girl, was fantasizing about his student, and even calling out her name, saying she was his favorite. Judging from his current state, he seemed to have taken the girl's body, which was now heaving before him, as his own.

For a moment, she felt a daze, as if the girl before her had become herself, and she was being pinned down by her teacher, his thick penis thrusting into her itchy vagina. Her legs went weak, her face flushed, and she silently cried out, "Ah... Teacher, Teacher He..." She couldn't help but close her beautiful eyes, her brows and eyes brimming with desire.

He Wenyuan touched Xiaohua's tender buttocks, smooth and soft. Xiaohua's breathing quickened, her buttocks wriggling in his arms, her passion like a volcano about to erupt, almost overwhelming.

She giggled, "...Brother...Teacher, I'm going to...come...come...come...come...come!...Oh...oh...it's so beautiful...Teacher's big cock is so amazing...oh...it feels so good to be penetrated...oh...oh...oh...so good...Brother...oh...oh...no...don't stop...oh...oh...ah...ah...I'm going to come...oh...brother's penetration made me come...I am Linlin...I am...Linlin, fuck me...fuck me..."

Dongfang Linglin felt weak in the knees, her heart fluttering with lust, and her panties were soaked with the lustful fluid between her legs. She could no longer stand, afraid that staying any longer would expose her presence, so she quickly squeezed her legs together, quietly moved to the door, carefully closed the door, and fled as if escaping.

Aroused by Xiaohua's lewd moans, He Wenyuan unleashed his animalistic instincts and began thrusting wildly. His lower body slammed against Xiaohua's buttocks, making a slapping sound. The frenzied thrusting brought forth copious amounts of Xiaohua's vaginal fluids, making their point of contact slippery and wet.

"Oh...mmm...Teacher...ah...so good, mmm...so good," Xiaohua moaned seductively. He Wenyuan kneaded Xiaohua's snow-white buttocks, preparing for his final thrust. He gripped Xiaohua's slender waist with one hand, while the other reached down to their point of contact, rapidly teasing Xiaohua's clitoris.

Unable to withstand such stimulation, Qin Xiaohua raised her head and let out a series of sweet, lewd moans, "Ahhh... Oh... I'm coming... I can't take it anymore... Ahhh... I'm going to die... Teacher is so... amazing... So much... Ah... I'm coming!"

Xiaohua's cries intensely stimulated He Wenyuan's mind and body. His hips moved with astonishing speed, as if he wasn't thinking about anything else but the thrusting of his lower body. The narrow fleshy hole rubbed tightly against his penis, and the intense stimulation constantly eroded his nerves.

Oh, he couldn't hold back either! He could feel the little beauty's vagina beginning to contract violently, tightly gripping his penis. Suddenly, a stream of hot liquid scalded his glans. He couldn't hold back either. With a thrust of his hips, his penis plunged deep into Xiaohua's uterus. The opening of the vagina opened, and thick, sticky semen gushed out, shooting into that tender flesh...

Xiaohua's body trembled uncontrollably from the ejaculation, her buttocks quivering...

Oh, so comfortable!

Finally, everything calmed down. Xiao Hua slumped down, and the exhausted He Wenyuan pressed against her back. Xiao Hua arched her wet, sticky buttocks, unable to push him away, and closed her eyes contentedly, falling asleep.

When she woke up, washed herself, and dressed, she gave her still-tired teacher a deep kiss on the lips, giggling, "Teacher, you're so amazing! You made me feel so good! I'll come back to you again, to ask you to...give me a lesson...!"

He Wenyuan reluctantly saw the pretty girl skip away, satisfied, and as he was savoring the moment, he turned around and suddenly saw the gifts beside the counter. What...what's going on? Who would come? Who could come in? A beautiful figure flashed through his mind. "Could it be her?...? She...didn't she see everything, and...heard me call her name?"

He Wenyuan felt a surge of excitement, and his limp penis seemed to rise again...

(End of Part Two)

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