[Singing While Traveling] [The End]

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She's my department manager, she's my dream girl, she's my desire. My heart calls her Bingbing (Ice Ice), she

's the vine that binds us, our lives intertwined.
Every day is tiring, and if it were just work, it wouldn't be so bad. But every day I have to face her, unable to escape her large

, white breasts, filling my desire to its fullest. That deep cleavage, like a curse

, fills my soul, impossible to retrieve, impossible to grasp. I constantly suppress myself, yet constantly feel a surge of lust, lust

like a knife , lust like a knife, I repeat to myself, but her serpentine body makes that lustful knife appear like a dream, a beautiful painting.
"Come with me to a party today?" she said.
"Okay," I always subconsciously agree to all her requests, simple and so pathetic.
She chuckled, "Let's go together after work. I need to go out for a meeting first, wait for me." Then she wiggled her hips

, making my heart race, a fire burning within me.
The setting sun lingered on the table, and as my colleagues bid each other farewell with complex expressions, night

fell. Then, she appeared before me in an elegant evening gown. "Let's go, everything's ready

."
"Okay," I replied, my heart filled with joy.
"To XX Manor," I said, startled as I drove. It was a mysterious place,

like a floating island in the city, impossible to approach

.
I looked at her, somewhat bewildered. The beautiful woman smiled. "Let me help you prepare."
"Prepare what?" I asked, a little dumbfounded.
"Don't move, be careful driving," she said, her hand naturally moving to my crotch, sending

a As she spoke, she unzipped my pants and slipped her hand inside.
Ah! My mind went blank. "Hmm, not bad," she said seductively. I didn't dare speak, gripping

the steering wheel tightly. I could only feel her playing with my penis, making it swell. I heard her say, "Don't forget," and then

my penis entered her warm, melting place. Oh my god, my heart started to race, causing the car to momentarily go out of control.
She looked up at me, smiled, and then buried her face in my penis again. Her soft tongue began to

circle around the tip of my penis, then sucked and spit it out like a lollipop. I tried to concentrate on driving while simultaneously indulging in

the sensation. When I noticed a traffic cop pointing to the side of the road and telling me to stop, I couldn't control myself anymore and

ejaculated , running and shouting in her mouth.
"Got it?" she said. "Remember this feeling, don't forget it." While I was in a daze, she looked at me with her

watery eyes and said this. The traffic cop, who had been ignored, started knocking on the window impatiently. Perhaps it was

my panic, or perhaps it was her charming smile, but with the traffic cop's suspicious, questioning, yet somewhat understanding look, we were quickly

let through. And I dared not look at her again, my dream girl, that alluring woman like Fan Bingbing,

the one I always called Bingbing in my heart, my beautiful and wanton female manager.
After arriving at our destination and undergoing a slightly complicated check, we entered that mysterious manor and

were led into a large and opulent hall. Various people, various kinds of wine, various kinds of food, and various beauties

swam around like fish. "Think of a name for yourself," she whispered in my ear. "You'll be called that for the rest of the time." I thought for a moment, "Xingge." 　　"Good, Xingge, Xingge," she said, looking at me. "My name is Bingbing." I trembled again. Bingbing? How could she call me Bingbing
? How did she know I was the Bingbing in my heart? Suddenly, I felt she was even more beautiful, with a mysterious beauty. Everyone here has another name, but don't be too curious. If she says she wants to tell you something, just listen; if she doesn't want to tell you something, don't ask. Just do it. 　　"Just do it," I said, a little confused. 　　"Yes," she said, "Let's go, I'll take you to see it first. Then we'll separate for a while. Remember my scent, find me." I remained bewildered, but didn't ask anything more, following her upstairs to the first room. 　　I was shaken again. Entering the first room felt like stepping into a scene from the movie "Romance." The room was empty, with circular holes lined the walls, each hole filled with open petals. Women's flowers bloomed one by one , glistening with a wet sheen, some open like greedy lust, some like a slit inviting exploration, and some like fruit slowly oozing white liquid. Groups of naked men, each with their penises erect, were being tasted and exchanged by their masters. 　　I was truly frozen. Bingbing pushed me like a puppet to the second room. Unlike the first room, this one was full of women, and the walls were covered with penises of various shapes. Bingbing smiled and pushed me into the third room, which was filled with anuses. Bingbing glanced at me, "Be careful later, these chrysanthemums can be male or female, haha," and pushed me into the fourth room. 　　"This one is the cutest," Bingbing laughed and jumped, "This is the costume room. Whatever you want, just put your penis or anus into the hole. Oh, you can put it in your mouth too, haha ." I couldn't move anymore, my penis was pressed tightly against my crotch. Bingbing touched it with her hand, "Take it off, you can have whatever you want here. 　　" I suppressed my panic and stared at Bingbing, saying, "I want you." 　　Bingbing was stunned for a moment, smiled with her eyes half-closed, and said, "Let's play here for a while, there will be time." She quickly stripped me naked, pushed me, and my penis was sticking out of a hole. 　　Nervously watching Bingbing, yet filled with anticipation, my penis soon entered a warm, wet place again. Seeing my reaction, Bingbing smiled mischievously and said, "Guess if this is a man or a woman, haha, remember not to forget my taste." 　　Bingbing looked at me, then left me behind and walked out of the room. I remained in that warmth, my mind screaming , "I want to fuck every single one of these cunts, there will always be one with Bingbing!" The thought of having Bingbing's cunt excited me, my body burning with a frenzied heat. I immediately pulled out my penis and ran to the first room; perhaps there I could find what I needed. 　　I went back into the first room. The men there strolled around like they were in a supermarket. Occasionally, two or more men would gather around a cunt, commenting and praising it, while others lined up waiting for the previous one to finish. 　　I would start with the first one, looking for my Bingbing. She said she remembered her taste, and I remembered. I was like a gourmet, savoring each cunt, the different flavors, the different warmth, the different desires—this was something I hadn't forgotten.

In this world, I found the seven colors of sunlight, the vibrant world of flowers, the first ray of sunshine in the world, and

the final, wild leap of the apocalypse. But where is Bingbing?
I will finally burst forth again, even with a thousand regrets, I will still walk and sing. How can I resist the different

paths of flowers, how can I not love the warm and hot temperature, how can I ignore the embrace that seems to suck and suck, like petals of

flowers , like layers of soft and gentle caresses?
At this moment, girls dressed in uniforms pushed open the door and called out, "Rest for half an hour, then

gather in the fifth room. Rest in the lobby on the first floor, where various foods and drinks are prepared. We hope you will be satisfied

and replenish your energy."
I was still lingering when a man walked by, laughing, "First time here, right? Me too. The more you come, the

more relaxed you'll be, and the more you can truly enjoy yourself amidst the crowd. Come on, let's get

something to eat; the next show is even more exciting."
I thanked him, smiled, and extended my hand, saying, "Xing Ge." He warmly shook my hand, saying, "Feng

Hua." We were in the lobby, watching me pick up my drinks, ready to eat and drink.
Feng Hua laughed and said, "Don't rush, the food and drinks here are quite sophisticated, with different combinations.

Only when they're properly combined will you know what a real man is." Then she introduced me to a few people, and we

immediately discussed the recipes, talking about how it went last time, how to improve it this time, and what the effects would be. Of course, I was happy to enjoy

the results.
During the break, I learned that the next game had two variations. One was that the men lined up and

accepted any challenge. The first man to ejaculate was crowned queen, and she could choose any man to control.

This woman could also learn their true identities and receive help in real life. The

last man to ejaculate could also choose his women. The other variation was to find a companion who came with you,

regardless of gender. If you succeeded, you could go up to the third floor together. If you failed, you would be placed in a fixed hole in the wall. However,

very few people went to the third floor, so many people still tried.
"I'm going to play the championship game again this time, what about you?" "Me, I'm looking for a partner," Feng Hua looked at me, smiled

, and then said, "Good luck, time's up, let's go."
The fifth room was very large, with girls in uniforms lined up on the left

and . I stood on the right and began my search for Bingbing. I wanted to find her, to fuck her, to

fuck her hard.
The women in this row were all wearing masks, lying down or prone, seemingly at your mercy. All of their vaginas

were wet and looked warm.
The first one to greet me was a steamed bun vagina, bulging. When I entered again, I immediately felt like I was being

sandwiched between warm, fleshy lumps. I started thrusting. The food I had eaten gave me inexhaustible energy, and I continued

forward according to the allotted time.
The second, the third, the eighth—looking at the room full of springtime scenes, listening to the panting, the

pleasurable and the muddy genitals, a divine image was created. Some began to ejaculate, then

retreated when they couldn't find their partners. Semen, more or less, flowed from each genital, hanging

beside , evoking a strange feeling.
The women twisted their bodies, moaning and groaning in a daze, their buttocks swaying back and forth, insatiably welcoming

the men's manipulations. Their pubic hair became soaked, glistening with their own fluids, their genitals wide open,

desperately . Then, one by one, the genitals, having been fucked in turn, began to convulse, spurting out white urine,

like clouds, languid yet demanding.
By this time, I had walked more than twenty times and still hadn't found Bingbing. I could feel that the temperature in the room had already

risen , and several vaginas were already filled with the semen of several men. So when I inserted my penis,

it was a muddy mess, and the white liquid that was squeezed out dripped onto the ground. My penis had to carefully experience the

vagina beneath me, feeling its contractions, its attachment, its teasing, its greed, trying to find the taste I wanted. The speed

gradually slowed down, and when it slowed down, I realized that there was a different kind of pleasure in it.
I walked to the next vagina, which was already swollen and full. The opening wasn't open, but a thin,

red slit, preventing the fluid inside from flowing out. Without hesitation, I thrust my penis in.

The heat inside sent shivers down my spine. The layers of vaginal flesh gripped my penis tightly, like a small

mouth holding the head. Further in, it felt like a soft tongue swirling around the opening. My God,

what a vagina! Every part of my penis felt like it was being bitten by tiny mouths. Suddenly, the vagina spun like

a spiral, crushing me, then sucking me in with a powerful force. Ah, I found you,

my Bingbing! I'm going to fuck you, fuck you hard, fuck you through, fuck you to pieces!
I intensified my movements, resisting and entwining with the vagina's twisting motions. In a torrential downpour, I ejaculated

, shouting, "Bingbing, Bingbing, I found you! You're mine!" Bingbing took off her mask and hugged me tightly, her

face flushed with excitement pressed against mine. A moment later, she whispered in my ear, "You finally found me

." I teased her, saying, "I searched for you a thousand times, only to find you in a crack of red." Bingbing suddenly punched me

and said, "Thank you."
Finding me in the crowd, we walked out hand in hand, receiving cards from the staff amidst applause.

They told us we could use them to enter the third floor next time. They asked if we wanted to continue

playing or rest. I looked at Bingbing and said, "Rest. I want you to be mine alone." Bingbing smiled mischievously, "Hmph,

you're mine too.
" We walked to the lobby, which was now empty. After resting for a while, Bingbing said to me, "Let's go, I want to go to XX

Shopping Plaza.
" The city at night was bright as day, with flashing lights of all colors, bustling crowds on the streets, and

dazzling goods in the shops. This world was like a tempting maw; once you're in, you can never get out.
The shopping plaza was bustling with people. Bingbing pulled me all the way to the top floor. In the rooftop amusement park,

some people were hugging, some were sobbing, and some were eating snacks heartily. Bingbing looked extremely happy and

said to me, "I love you."
I felt wonderful and shouted back to Bingbing, "I love you too! You're mine, and you'll always be mine!"

Suddenly, Bingbing stripped naked and shouted at me, "If you love me, and will love me forever, then come and love me!"
A chill ran through me. I quickly looked around. Everyone was watching us silently, so quiet, like a

still image . Bingbing and I were the figures moving within this painting. Bingbing looked at me with her dazed eyes, hooked her arm around me,

then turned her back to me, bent over, and I became aroused. Looking at her like a bitch, I ripped off my

clothes , my penis erect, and thrust into her forcefully.
"Fuck you to death, you slut, you bitch," I screamed.
"Fuck me to death, I'm your bitch, I want you to fuck me hard, fuck me, fuck me to death," Bingbing

shouted, twisting her waist like a dog clinging to the rooftop railing.
The full moon hung in the sky, smiling at us. The stars twinkled incessantly. We went wild. Bingbing turned

to look at me as I fucked her. Just as I ejaculated, Bingbing hugged me tightly, saying, "Fuck me, give it to me, I'm a slut,

fuck me to death!" Then she jumped down with me in her arms. In terror, I ejaculated, streams shooting

into Bingbing's body. In the sky, we fucked, filling her completely.
As we landed, I saw those who loved me and those I loved smiling at me. I saw Bingbing transform into

an angel and enter my body. I heard her say, "Remember me, we are each other's vines. In the vast forest

, we struggled to live. Intertwining with each other was our way of life. We used each other's strength to make each other grow stronger

, able to see a sliver of sunlight through the pressure of other plants, blooming the most beautiful flowers and bearing

the most beautiful fruit, singing and walking, and then passing away."
I was jolted awake by a sudden push. Staring at the full breasts before me, I murmured, "Singing and walking." The beautiful

manager looked at me; it was just a dream. I was really awake. In my flustered confusion, she smiled gently: "I

know, singing and walking."
[The End
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