【A Man's Fake Orgasm】(07) 【Author: Donglou Daye】

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Chapter Seven: A Beauty's Journey to Become a Prostitute

I woke up promptly at seven o'clock on Monday morning. Hua wasn't in bed. After getting up and smoothing the sheets and blankets, I left
the bedroom. The yellowish-white light from the kitchen peeked through the crack
in the door; I knew Hua must have already prepared breakfast. It was probably only just dawn then; the furniture was barely visible, and the room
was quiet except for the occasional clanging of pots and pans from the kitchen.

Hua and I didn't like eating out. This stemmed from an incident we had once had. Although it wasn't like
the scene in "3 Idiots" where the protagonist had just finished eating a classmate's mother's pancakes and then watched her use
the rolling pin to scratch her sick husband's itch—it was still disgusting enough.

We used to not cook breakfast every morning, mostly eating potstickers and tofu from a restaurant on the street corner. My mind went blank
until one day we arrived late and saw the owner, while cleaning up his stall,
elegantly scoop up some dog poop from the ground—the spatula he usually used to serve us potstickers—and clean it up with the gray
apron . I wasn't particularly bothered, but Hua couldn't stand it and ran to the roadside greenery
to vomit. She didn't eat anything that day. From then on, Hua's cooking skills improved dramatically, and she rarely
ate .

Looking at the warm kitchen light and thinking about Hua's obsessive-compulsive disorder, I couldn't help but regret agreeing to
meet Yang Xiaohua yesterday afternoon. If my wife knew I was on top of another woman, working like a dog, the consequences
would be obvious .

She wouldn't allow the man she loved with her whole soul to hold her hand while touching another
woman's breast; it would disgust her like it did with the potstickers incident. Of course, if it were just disgust, I wouldn't
be under too much pressure, but she would definitely be heartbroken. She would lie on the sofa imagining me and Yang Xiaohua having an affair,
letting her tears soak the sofa. Her heart would spasm from the pain of heartbreak, and her stomach, which was already prone to cold and pain,
would ache even more from the cold air she inhaled while sobbing. But this time, she wouldn't take any medicine. She would use the pain to torture herself
in order to find her dignity and stubbornness. I no longer had
the luxury of holding her and feeding her Domperidone like before, because she would look at me with cold eyes and struggle to get away. Her small body possessed
a strength I couldn't overcome... "What are you thinking about, handsome guy? Hurry up and wash your face and eat." The kitchen door opened, and
she, wearing work pants, a white shirt, and an apron with small blue flowers, smiled brightly at me standing in the bedroom doorway:
"Were you dreaming about sleeping with some girl, standing there reminiscing?"

"No, I just felt sorry for you getting up so early. Starting tomorrow, I'll cook, let's switch
." My eyes were already wet, and I quickly pulled myself out of my reverie, trying to speak calmly.

"I'm not as lazy as you. Okay, stop being so sentimental so early in the morning, hurry up and eat. What I want is for
you to finish all the food I made, without leaving a single bite
. You don't understand, it's a woman's happiness." Hua said this nonsense with a straight face.

Monday is the most annoying day of the week for me. Once I got to work, I went to meetings. Besides the routine meetings for last week's summary and this week's
schedule , there was also a monthly work summary meeting that day. My boss is a
woman not much older than me, with short, reddish-brown hair and a face that isn't bad-looking. The only slightly alluring thing about her is her
small mouth, painted with a deep red lipstick, which would be
quite pleasing to the eye .

"Cheng Ye, the total claim amount you assessed this month is 8.52 million, exceeding
the average of more than 2 million. Adding the claim amount assessed by Li Liang, our claim amount this month is almost
double that of other cities. I hope you can reflect on this. The property insurance department manager is considering transferring you to another department."
"After finishing her report, Aunt Hong turned to me seriously and said,

'Boss, how can this be my fault? There have been so many accidents in the past two months. I can guarantee that I strictly
followed company regulations during the damage assessment process. Besides, I was only responsible for providing evidence of vehicle damage; the specific damage assessment was
done by the head office. How can you blame it all on me?' I retorted, naturally unconvinced.

'The accident you handled was similar to Li Liang's, but the amount was almost double that of Li Liang.
Everyone . I don't want to hear your explanation. You should prepare to go to another department.' Aunt Hong's domineering manner
made me want to hold her head down and shove my penis into her mouth.

Li Liang gave me a wink and raised his chin, indicating that I should ignore Aunt Hong and look at her
legs under her skirt. When I looked, I noticed some bruises on Aunt Hong's knees, which further confirmed my belief in her oral skills."

Leaving the meeting room, I felt a bit depressed. If I were really transferred to another department, it would be like
cutting off my livelihood. Without extra income, just a fixed salary wouldn't be enough to guarantee my current quality of life.
Li Liang came over, put his arm around my shoulder, and comforted me, saying, "It's okay. No matter who takes over, I'll find a way to make sure they
don't stay long. Then they'll have to carry you back on a makeshift bridge." "It doesn't matter. I'm doing
the revolution . But if I go to another department, I won't see Auntie's Red Lips anymore, and I'll be lonely." I knew
Li Liang meant well, so I joked with him.

"Speaking of Auntie's Red Lips, Cheng Ye, I recently found a great place. Come with me tonight.
It's all female college students, skilled in everything from playing instruments to singing and dancing." Li Liang said mysteriously.

"Get lost, where are you going to find so many college students for you to sleep with?" I said irritably.

"Really, I'm a fool to lie to you. They have student IDs and speak fluent English." Li Liang swore.

"You're just bored because your wife is pregnant, so I'm not going to join in your fun." "I know Li Liang
meant well ; he was trying to make me happy. I patted him on the shoulder, feeling a little touched, and said, 'Thanks, buddy.
' Everything was understood without words.

'Why are you saying that? Just tell me if you're coming with me tonight or not!' Li Liang was serious."

"I have something to do tonight. It's about that hit-and-run case I handled a while ago. That woman invited me
to dinner tonight. You can go by yourself." I felt a little obliged and quickly said.

"You didn't manage to seduce her, did you? That woman is incredibly attractive; she outshone all the other women
at It's okay, I'll wait for you. Call me after dinner. If you're a friend, say yes; if
not, say no. It's up to you." "That guy patted my shoulder and left after he finished speaking.

Damn it, I couldn't refuse. Does being a good man need a reason? Doesn't it? Does it?

After work in the afternoon, I drove straight to the Butterfly Restaurant. When I got there, Yang Xiaohua called and said she was waiting for me in the 'Phoenix Eye' private room at the
Butterfly

The security guard came over and directed me to park. As soon as I arrived at the door, two beautiful women in cheongsams greeted me with smiles and said, '
Welcome!' I nodded. After entering the lobby, a waiter came over and led me to the 'Phoenix Eye' room.

I knocked twice, and the door opened. Yang Xiaohua stood at the door with a bright smile. Behind her stood two people:
one was a middle-aged man with a refined appearance, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a gray-white casual jacket, who was probably Yang Xiaohua's
husband; the other was a beautiful woman, around twenty-three or twenty-four years old, wearing a black shirt, with short, jet-black hair that made
her face very delicate. She had a row of silver earrings on her small, exquisite ears, which made her skin look even whiter and smoother."

"Cheng Ye, come in quickly. Let me introduce you. This is my husband, Wu Di." Yang Xiaohua was surprisingly bold,
grabbing my hand and pulling me inside right in front of my husband.

I quickly pulled my hand away and extended it to Wu Di: "Mr. Wu, I was just doing my job. You and Mr. Yang have gone to so much
trouble . I feel so ashamed."

Wu Di also extended his hand, shook mine lightly, and immediately let go. He smiled and said, "Ms. Cheng
, you're being too polite. Xiaohua said that without your help, she would have faced a lawsuit. This is a great favor. Great favors need no
thanks. You don't need to call me Mr. Wu anymore. If you think highly of me, just call me Brother Wu."

"Then I'll accept your offer. Brother Wu, you can just call me by my name, Cheng Yaojin's Cheng, and Ye
from classical Chinese ." I was determined to take advantage of him and leave tonight. Just like Yang Xiaohua said,
I'd leave without a trace. What's wrong with me running away? Should I be held responsible? So there's no need to
be too polite. As for what Wu Di said about Yang Xiaohua saying I helped her, and whether Yang Xiaohua confessed to her husband that
she deliberately ran someone over, I didn't dwell on it. Even if Yang Xiaohua did tell, her husband wouldn't go out of his way to
make a scene . These things are best left unsaid.

"Cheng Ye, this is our good helper, and also my good sister, Xu Qiu. She's not married yet. There are
n't many beautiful and capable girls these days, so you should cherish this opportunity." Yang Xiaohua took Xu Qiu's hand and introduced her to me,
but her joke was clearly not very clever. Xu Qiu was smiling, but when she heard Yang Xiaohua say that I should cherish this opportunity
, her face immediately turned ugly.

"President Cheng, Sister Yang is just joking, don't take it seriously." Xu Qiu extended her hand to
shake , then quickly withdrew it, glancing at Yang Xiaohua.

"This girl is naturally beautiful. If I weren't married, I would definitely be tempted." I smiled and withdrew my hand.

"Come sit down, Cheng Ye. We arrived at six and have been waiting for you. We're starving," Yang Xiaohua said, then
started touching me inappropriately again. This woman is really bold. If my wife were doing this to another man, I'd
slap her across the face. I couldn't help but feel sorry for Wu Di, who had been cuckolded right
under his nose by a man who was flirting with his wife.

The meal went well, and there was no awkwardness. Although Wu Di was clearly being cheated on, his conversation was witty and not vulgar,
making the two women laugh continuously. Because of my liking for Wu Di, I drank a few glasses of wine with him.

"Brother, business in physical stores hasn't been doing well these past two years. Your sister Yang and I are thinking of starting a new company and creating
a product suitable for micro-business sales. What do you think?" Wu Di said, clinking glasses with me.

"Brother Wu, I don't know much about WeChat e-commerce. I used to think it was just a disguised form of pyramid scheme, scamming acquaintances
. But a few days ago, my wife bought a bottle of shampoo from a friend, and it worked even better than those big brands.
That changed my mind. It seems there are good products in WeChat e-commerce too. When I had some free time, I
thought about it , and WeChat e-commerce is actually a new sales model between Taobao and direct selling. It has
a distribution model compared to Taobao, and more promotional methods and a wider reach than direct selling. Based on our country's demographic dividend, as long as
the initial investment is in place, you can make money selling anything." I finished my drink and said.

"Cheng, you're absolutely right. A friend of mine started selling cosmetics last year. She didn't even have a factory; she just did OEM.
Guess how much her annual sales were? Two hundred million. Many people say WeChat e-commerce is outdated, but I think unless
Tencent shuts down, the market for WeChat e-commerce will only get bigger and bigger." Yang Xiaohua said.

"President Cheng's view is very insightful. A new sales model between Taobao and direct selling, I think it's more accurate than
online positioning." Xu Qiu's eyes sparkled, and her pretty face shone.

"Hmm, that's very insightful. Your sister Yang and I are thinking of getting you involved, which is
one of the reasons we're having dinner tonight. Are you interested, brother?" Wu Di twirled the sandalwood beads on his right wrist with his left hand,
looking at me as he spoke.

"Brother Wu, you and President Yang are giving me too much credit. I don't have that kind of financial strength, and I have no business experience.
I'm afraid I'll disappoint you and President Yang." I was startled, wondering what they were up to. Of course, I
wasn't so narcissistic as to think that just because I slept with Yang Xiaohua a couple of times, she would invest in me.

"Cheng Ye, don't refuse yet. I understand your situation regarding investment; you
can probably come up with three or four hundred thousand. Since you've helped me this time, your brother Wu and I will discuss giving you one hundred thousand as
a token appreciation. As for the new company, we'll contribute three million, you'll contribute five hundred thousand, and Xu Qiu will contribute one hundred thousand, which should be enough
for initial operations. Regarding shares, you'll hold thirty, Xu Qiu twenty, and your brother Wu and I will hold fifty. If we
need , you two won't need to invest further; we'll cover it. The only condition is that your brother Wu will continue running the current
business; the main operation will rely on you and Xu Qiu. As for business experience, being adept at interpersonal relationships is an art. From what I understand,
you're quite shrewd in the repair industry in our city, so don't be modest." Yang Xiaohua smiled sweetly,
swirling the red wine in her glass, and looked at me with a spring-like gaze.

This woman actually investigated me. From the moment we met, I found her unfathomable—I mean her scheming,
not *that* kind of cunning, which I could easily uncover, even though mine is only a little over thirteen centimeters long.
Perhaps she investigated me because she was afraid I'd reveal her secrets, and maybe that's why she wanted to recruit me? I squinted at her,
feeling that my life had completely gone off track since meeting her, as if I were sliding off a cliff, but I was powerless to stop it. Maybe,
like Dou Wei said, she was a conspiracy.

Xu Qiu took a bulging file folder from beside the chair and placed it in front of me.

Wu Di smiled and poured me a full glass of wine, then raised his glass: "Come on, brother, don't refuse yet. Go back and discuss
it with your sister-in-law. If you trust me and your sister Yang, we'll talk about the details later. Come on, let's drink."

I raised my glass and drank it all in one gulp. I usually think I'm quite eloquent, but at that moment, I couldn't utter a single word
, feeling incredibly frustrated. Although I'm not rich, I'd say I'm middle class, but standing next to them feels like
being naked. Sometimes I even feel smug, thinking I'd be way more handsome than Jack Ma if I stood next to him . Turns out,
I've always been a humble presence.

Damn it!

My phone rang. It was Li Liang. I apologized to Boss Wu, answered, and heard Li Liang
's voice: "Cheng Ye, waiting for you on Fengbei Road. Come quickly."

Suddenly, Li Liang's voice sounded unfamiliar. I bitterly rebuked myself and quickly said, "Wait a minute, I
'll be right there."

After hanging up, I told Yang Xiaohua and the others I had an accident to deal with and left. Yang Xiaohua stood up and
handed me a file folder, which I grabbed and hurried away.

Once in the car, looking at the bustling streets, I suddenly felt life was so unreal. Looking
at the roads I'd walked countless times, the flashing neon lights on the surrounding buildings, everything felt so unfamiliar,
as if I'd never been here before.

I called my wife: "Hey, Hua, Li Liang's out drinking with me after work this afternoon, he might not be
home for a while. What are you doing?"

"I'm not home yet either, Yin Ping asked me to catch up on some business for him. Drink less, and remember not
to drive ," my wife reminded me on the phone, she wasn't home yet either.

When we arrived at the entrance of the Shishangliu residential area that Li Liang had mentioned on Fengbei Road, Li Liang's car was parked in the parking space in front. As soon as I parked
, Li Liang came over. I took a wad of cash from my file folder, stuffed it into my handbag, and got out of the car.

"It's inside the residential area, everything's arranged. A proper female college student, she and her classmates are both beautiful,
we'll each have one." Li Liang said, pulling me towards the residential area.

"We agreed beforehand, I'm just accompanying you, paying for your services, don't make me make a mistake." I
said to Li Liang, confident that I could resist the temptation.

"Let's talk about it when we get there." Li Liang was too tired to argue with me at this point, a complete jerk who valued women over
friends.

The apartment complex was much bigger than mine, and it was bustling with activity. People were playing chess, and the stalls were surrounded by crowds. Li Liang,
looking eager, pulled me along. We arrived at Building 35, Unit 4, 27th floor, west-facing apartment. Li Liang walked to the door, took out his phone
, snapped a picture of me, and sent it via WeChat. A few minutes later, the door opened. I was startled to see a girl standing before me—
a girl with a ponytail, single eyelids, fair skin, a dark blue batwing top, jeans, and incredibly long legs—
she definitely looked like a student.

Li Liang shoved me through the door, and the girl closed it. There were disposable slippers by the door, and she gestured for us to change.
We swapped shoes and went into the living room. A girl was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, holding an iPad and tapping
her fingers on it. She looked up and smiled at us, as if to say hello. The girl had long, jet-black
hair , tied in a bun at the back of her head, and her slender neck shone softly under the light. Both girls exuded
youthful energy.

"Hey beautiful, show your student IDs to my brother. He doesn't believe you're college students," Li Liang
said, walking over and sitting next to the girl on the sofa.

The girl with the ponytail took the student ID from the girl on the sofa, pulled out her own from her pocket, and smiled as she handed it to me
. I took it without thinking. It had a green cover with six large, gilded characters: [Name of Foreign Language Institute].
Opening the ID, I found two youthful photos. The girl with the ponytail was named Wu Qian, and the girl with dimples was named
Zhang Ting ; both were sophomores. Looking at the familiar IDs in my hand, I was momentarily transported back to school. Am I
really getting old?

"Brother Cheng, it's genuine, don't worry. We have principles in escort services," Wu Qian said with a smile.
"You and your friend should take a shower first. I've already talked to Brother Li. We don't accompany you in the shower, we don't kiss, we only
provide sexual intercourse and oral sex services. Positions are flexible, four people can play together, or you and your friend can play separately.
Condoms are mandatory for intercourse. It's 500 yuan per session. Is that alright with you?"

Li Liang had already given away my name. I was a little flustered. These girls should be
in school , yet they're doing this kind of thing. I wondered what their families would think if they found out. Li Liang had already gone
to shower. I went over and sat down. Wu Qian came over and sat next to me, took my arm, and breathed sweetly, saying, "
Brother Cheng, is this your first time?" My arm brushed against Wu Qian's chest through her clothes; it was soft, comfortable, and incredibly elastic
, probably a C-cup, exuding a youthful scent. Beneath her thin, single eyelids
, a pair of dark eyes darted about, a hint of mischief and playfulness in them. She stared at me with amusement, her small nose
framed by slightly parted lips. Her unmade-up face was fair and delicate, flushed, like a blooming lotus flower, emanating a faint
fragrance. I felt a sudden dryness in my throat, perhaps from the alcohol I'd drunk earlier. I found myself struggling to control myself;
my promise to my mother-in-law and my resolve for my wife flashed through my mind, and I found myself nodding to Wu Qian.

Perhaps she had noticed… Lost in my passion, Wu Qian stuck out her smooth, slippery tongue, making my blood boil even more.
Inhaling her sweet, musky scent, I excitedly moved closer, slipping a hand under her clothes to
gently nibble her delicate earlobe. I whispered in her ear, "Such a beauty, why become a prostitute?" "Brother Cheng, you
're quite the refined one. Your hands are cold, can you warm them up on your bra first?" Wu Qian giggled, her smooth, creamy
skin contracting slightly. Once I placed my hand on her bra, she said, "Brother Cheng, don't you know Xue Tao,
Li Shishi , Chen Yuanyuan? My sisters and I may not be as beautiful as them, but we're more educated, aren't we? Although we don't..."
She's practiced music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, but she's also proficient in physics and chemistry, well-versed in Marxist philosophy and Mao Zedong Thought, and speaks fluent English. How
could she possibly be called a "chicken"? Wu Qian's breath was fragrant, as if she were an orchid in bloom.

Her chest rose and fell beneath her hands, and one could feel the slight beating of her heart, adding to her genuine sensuality.

Li Liang, having finished his shower, walked out naked, his penis erect amidst the pubic hair,
a trickle of fluid oozing from its swollen, purplish-red glans. Zhang Ting, sitting on the sofa, was stunned by his appearance,
her hands ceasing their games. Li Liang went straight over, picked up Zhang Ting, and she obediently clung to
his neck , letting him carry her to the adjacent bedroom. Wu Qian, seeing Li Liang and Zhang Ting, seemed genuinely aroused.
She whispered in my ear, "Brother Cheng, you should go shower too. I'll wait for you in bed." In the bathroom, after taking off my clothes, I
looked at my equally erect penis and felt a pang of self-pity. My penis was slightly
smaller than Li Liang's, and I felt a little ashamed, once again lamenting how small the difference could be so significant. The splash of water sobered me up
considerably I thought of my wife; had she come home yet? I had sworn not to let her be sad or cry. Should I
continue, or quietly leave?

Emerging from the bathroom, my penis wasn't as arrogant and domineering as Li Liang's. Instead, it hung limply
in the messy bushes, head down. From the room Li Liang had gone into, I could already hear Zhang Ting's alluring moans and Li Liang's sucking and
groaning sounds. The bedroom next door was lit with pink light. The door was ajar, and I could just make out Wu Qian kneeling on the bed, wearing only
a pink see-through
bra and panties. She was reaching behind her back to unhook her bra. Her slender body, under the light, was as smooth as a luxurious silk robe. Her rounded, small buttocks traced a beautiful curve, and
a blue swallow was tattooed on the arch between her hips and waist, seemingly flapping its wings as she removed her bra
.

My penis suddenly hardened; the purplish-red glans was no longer wrinkled, and below it,
the veins were bulging and throbbing. Wu Qian turned around, smiled, and her eyes, beneath her single eyelids, narrowed into slits. She
got off the bed, used two ring fingers to lift the sides of her panties, and slowly pulled them down, her straight, slender legs slightly parted,
revealing a neatly trimmed patch of pubic hair. She walked over, opened the door, and my breathing suddenly
became uncontrollable. Her fragrance, like orchids and musk, wafted into my nostrils. Wu Qian walked over, playfully
placing her index finger on her rosy lips, shushing me, pointing to the house next door, then closing her eyes and
standing quietly in front of me.

Trembling, I kissed her single eyelids, just as I had kissed my wife's eyes countless times before, tracing her
flushed cheeks, my tongue swirling around her jewel-like earlobe, kissing her swan-like neck,
inhaling her fragrance, then licking her hollow collarbone. She couldn't help but let out a seductive
moan. Wu Qian's voice was naturally magnetic, like Jiang Wenli's, a sexy voice;
that moan made my heart pound even harder. Wu Qian suddenly lowered her head and took my
tongue . Her tongue deftly extended and intertwined with mine, sometimes brushing against my tongue,
sometimes touching my teeth. I held her in my arms, my hands sliding down her head, tracing her smooth
back on her firm, bouncy buttocks. Her trembling buttocks constantly changed their curves. Wu Qian's hand also reached
down and grasped my penis.

"So hot," she murmured, stroking it up and down, pulling my penis against her pubic hair. In
the next bedroom, Li Liang was in the throes of passion, and from inside came Wu Ting's cries of pleasure and Li Liang's panting
voice, repeatedly asking, "Is it good?" Wu Ting murmured, repeatedly answering, "Mmm, mmm, good..." "Touch
your little sister ," Wu Qian whispered in my ear.

I reached out and touched her; her skin was smooth and soft. Her clitoris was already swollen. I gently
massaged it , each touch making Wu Qian's body tense. I lightly scratched it a few times with my nail, and then my hand was
trapped between Wu Qian's legs. A warm flow then flowed onto my hand.

"Carry me to the bed, give it to me," Wu Qian breathed rapidly, each breath carrying an
irresistible fragrance. My penis was already wet, the glans even more swollen, throbbing intermittently, reminding me
that it wanted to penetrate.

I picked up Wu Qian and carried her into the bedroom, placing her on the bed. She looked at me, suddenly blushing, her whole
body turning red. "Am I being shameless?" I shook my head and smiled. She remained lying there, her
two snow-white breasts with two small red nipples proudly erect, her flat stomach, neat pubic hair, and
her labia peeking out like a lotus bud just beginning to bloom—she was as beautiful as a human body painting. I lay down and buried
my head between Wu Qian's legs. As her tongue traced the clitoris, Wu Qian softly said: "Red beans grow in the south,
how many branches will sprout in spring? I wish you would gather more, for this is the most cherished symbol of longing." Brother Cheng, do you think Wang Wei's poem about red beans refers
to this very red bean? Otherwise, why would he say, "I wish you would gather more, for this is the most cherished symbol of longing"?

Wu Qian's vulva had a very light scent, unlike Yang Xiaohua's, which was strong and pungent, or the familiar
scent . My tongue swirled around that little red bean, and I said, "Is that what 'a red bud with dewy fragrance'
refers to when a vulva is about to bloom, and the water flowing out is fragrant?" Wu Qian didn't speak, only
moaning softly. My tongue parted her labia, tracing, probing, and stirring within the tender flesh. Wu Qian's moans
grew louder and louder. "Brother Cheng, can you give it to me?" I got up. Wu Qian still had her eyes closed. She reached
for a Durex condom on the bedside table, slightly opened her eyes, tore open the packaging, and I walked over, standing beside the bed. She turned her head,
took the Durex into her mouth, and slipped it onto my penis, all the way down to my throat, until I felt the head of my penis touch her soft palate.

After it was on, she suddenly kissed my penis wildly, her saliva covering my pubic hair.

"Give it to me, Brother Cheng, I want it." She cried out, sitting up, her slender legs stretching over my shoulders, her buttocks
rubbing against my little brother. My little brother slid in with a single touch, sliding into Wu Qian's little sister. She let out a slow, long moan
, as if she were in the ecstasy of the world. I felt the fleshy opening around my little brother tighten, tighten, a wave of
pleasure shooting from inside my little brother up my spine and to the back of my head.

"Cardamom... blooms in March... three, a... worm burrows... inside, burrows... for half a day but can't
... get in, climbs... onto the flower... swinging. My little flesh... be careful, I won't... open...
how can you burrow in?" Wu Qian hummed softly, her voice trembling with tears.

I grabbed Wu Qian's soft buttocks and thrust into her repeatedly. Her juices flowed freely, soaking
her buttocks and leaving a large wet patch on the sheets. She was the woman I'd been with the most. I thrust faster and faster, lifting Wu
Qian up. Her legs wrapped around my waist, her hands intertwined tightly, her hips swaying wildly, her
ponytail swinging uncontrollably behind her.

Suddenly, the door opened, and Li Liang and Wu Ting stood naked in the doorway, watching our performance.
I never imagined I would be so absurd, doing such a thing in front of others. But with them
watching, Wu Qian suddenly began to thrust wildly, her vagina constantly enveloping my penis. "Brother Cheng,
Brother Cheng, give it to me!" she shouted, as if wanting the whole world to hear. I was also aroused. I
put her on the bed, climbed on top, and continued thrusting. Zhang Ting suddenly came over, leaned over, her buttocks facing me,
revealing her red anus, and passionately kissed Wu Qian.

I felt only stimulation, waves of pleasure shooting through my glans, so I thrust faster. Wu Qian sensed I was about to ejaculate
and kept responding to my thrusts. One, two, and finally, a tingling, numbing sensation shot through my penis,
like , and I ejaculated.

Wu Qian collapsed completely. After my penis slid out of Wu Qian's vagina, her vagina was still open,
contracting repeatedly.

The moment I ejaculated, I regretted it. I thought of my wife. If I could do it all over again, I would never have gone through with
Li Liang's debauchery, even if it meant losing my brotherhood.

After paying Li Liang and leaving, I was filled with worries. On one hand, I marveled at how pure Wu Qian and Zhang Ting seemed
; who would have guessed that two girls like the girls next door would be working as prostitutes elsewhere
? On the other hand, I felt guilty towards my wife, wondering what would happen in the future. I wondered if my wife had gone home
yet ? She hadn't called me, which wasn't like her. I took out my phone and saw
a WeChat message from my wife half an hour ago: "Honey, Mom isn't feeling well, I'm going to keep her company. I won't be home tonight. Are you home yet?" "Did you drink
too much?"

I quickly replied: "Mom, are you alright? I'm home now, don't worry, I didn't drink much.

" I received a reply from my wife right after sending the message: "I'm fine, just a slight headache. Get some rest, love you. "

I quickly replied: "I love you too, my wife.

" "A beautiful woman, yet she became a prostitute?" I still couldn't let it go.

"Cheng Ye, you're too sentimental. If beautiful women didn't become prostitutes, the world would be too lonely," Li Liang
said. "Your change of 'A beautiful woman, yet she became a thief' makes it seem like you're lamenting for someone else, but have you ever
thought that this phrase also applies to ourselves? Our wives are heavily pregnant and working hard at home,
yet give away the benefits that should belong to them to others, and even pay them." Li Liang's mood became a little
low as he spoke: "But as living, breathing people with desires, we are often powerless to change our ways."

[To be continued]

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