[The Vanished Time] (Chapter 17)

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Author: skylaoww
First published on the forum on 2018/05/09
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Chapter Seventeen: Conspiring with Wolves

Da Ming left the real estate office, got in the car, and drove towards the border crossing. It was nine in the morning; if all went smoothly
, they should arrive in Hong Kong around ten.

Yang Diwei and Xiao Guojun, along with Feifei and the company's four legal representatives, sat in the conference room discussing contract
details . Yang Diwei's mind, however, drifted to Xiaolu. He was texting Xiaojie, using both soft and hard tactics to make her unable
to refuse his requests.

At the same time, his eyes were secretly glancing at Feifei's bulging breasts, pondering what
tricks he could use to get this top-tier beauty into bed.

Fantasizing about Xiaolu and Feifei, Yang Diwei's penis began to stir again. He couldn't help but think
, "If only a woman could lick my cock right now."

Lust seemed to speed up his brain, and ultimately he decided to use
the relationship between Daming and Xiaolu to win over Feifei.

Yang Diwei acted immediately, composing a text message and sending it to
the phone number on the business card Feifei had just given him.

Feifei's phone vibrated slightly. She picked it up and saw it was a message from Yang Diwei: "I can
help you get things done with your boss, Mr. Zhang. I also know about his relationship with Xiaolu."

Feifei put down her phone, giving Yang Diwei a suspicious look, but remained silent.

Her phone rang again; it was another text from Yang Diwei: "Believe it or not, I have a way to
completely separate Xiaolu and your boss, Mr. Zhang. If you're interested, wait for my car outside after the meeting. We'll find a place
to eat and discuss it in detail."

Feifei remained silent, communicating calmly with Xiao Guojun and the legal department.

Soon, it was 11:30 PM, and the contract details were basically finalized.
After both parties confirmed everything was correct, they officially signed, finalizing the cooperation.

As they shook hands before leaving, Yang Diwei winked at Feifei, then left
the sales office with a wicked grin and Xiao Guojun.

Just outside the sales office, Yang Diwei said to Xiao Guojun, "Mr. Xiao, I won't be going back to the company this afternoon. I have
some things to take care of."

Xiao Guojun, too lazy to pay attention to this "crown prince," said coldly, "Suit yourself. Remember to come back to the company tomorrow morning to start
following up on this project."

Yang Diwei nodded, got into his car, and watched Xiao Guojun drive away. He turned on the car
stereo , sent a text message to Xiao Jie, asking where she and Xiao Lu were having lunch, then closed his eyes and waited for
Feifei's arrival.

Ten minutes later, Feifei came out of the sales office, opened the passenger door, and got in, saying, "
No need for lunch. What did you mean by that text message?"

Yang Diwei glanced at Feifei, smiled, and didn't say anything. He started the car, put it in gear, and sped off with a
roar .

Feifei angrily questioned Yang Diwei, "Where are you taking me? Just say it here
."

Yang Diwei smiled and said, "Some things are better seen than said. You'll find out soon enough."

Feifei was speechless and could only turn her head to look out the window. From the side, Yang Diwei saw that her suit skirt
had ridden up due to her posture, revealing her beautiful legs in black stockings. The seatbelt was digging into her chest, making
Feifei already ample bust appear even more exaggerated. Her chestnut-colored hair, which reached just to her shoulders, and her fair profile
revealed her supple skin.

Yang Diwei's erect penis, which had been hard since morning, had not softened but instead seemed even more vigorous. Feifei had
noticed it had already labeled him a lecherous man. Knowing that he was ogling her, she could only remain silent and
ignore him.

Soon, the car arrived at OCT (Overseas Chinese Town). After parking, Yang Diwei and Feifei got out. Yang Diwei
ignored Feifei's questions and walked straight into a tea restaurant inside OCT.

Feifei had no choice but to quickly follow. Before she even reached the restaurant's entrance, she froze, because she
saw Xiaolu in the window.

Yang Diwei turned around and saw that Feifei hadn't followed, so he knew she must have seen Xiaolu. He
walked to her and whispered, "See, I didn't lie to you."

Feifei instinctively took out her phone to call Daming, but Yang Diwei's words made her hesitate. He
leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Call Daming. Tell him his beloved woman is here. Tell him
you sacrificed yourself for his happiness. Are you willing to accept that? You've loved her silently for so long, and you've gotten nothing in return,
just handing her over to someone else."

Feifei put down her phone and silently followed Yang Diwei into another restaurant.

After they sat down, Feifei asked coldly, "What do you want?"

Yang Diwei smiled and said, "Of course I want to help you. I can't stand seeing pretty girls heartbroken because of love
."

Feifei looked at Yang Diwei with a cold smile and asked, "What can you do?"

Yang Diwei countered with a question, "Don't you want to be the woman by President Zhang's side?"

Feifei paused for a moment and said, "Then what can I do? Kill her? Or force myself on him
? I want his heart, not his body."

Yang Diwei smiled and said, "It's simple, make Xiaolu give up, and then make your President Zhang give up on Xiaolu
."

Feifei looked at Yang Diwei in confusion . "Wei," Feifei asked, "what makes you think you can do that?"

Yang Diwei knew the fish had taken the bait and leisurely replied, "Then it'll depend on your cooperation with me."

Feifei snorted coldly and said, "With you? Cooperate?"

Yang Diwei nodded and said, "That's right. Through you, I'll make Xiaolu give up; through me, I'll make President Zhang give up
."

Yang Diwei continued with a lewd grin, "What do you think Xiaolu would do if she saw President Zhang and you in bed
together ? And
what would President Zhang do if he saw Xiaolu and me in bed together?"

Feifei's face flushed upon hearing Yang Diwei's words, recalling her drunken frenzy with Daming that night
.

Yang Diwei continued, "Of course, it doesn't necessarily have to be you sleeping with President Zhang, it's just that if it's..."
"You, you just have a better chance of winning his heart. So, if you want to cooperate with me, you have to show some
sincerity ."

Hearing this, Fei Fei was stunned and asked, "What sincerity?"

Yang Diwei didn't hide the lust in his eyes at all, staring at Fei Fei's chest, and asked in return, "
What do you think is the greatest sincerity for a lustful man?"

Fei Fei's mind went blank for a moment upon hearing Yang Diwei's words. Yang Diwei continued, "Let me
tell , I want to sleep with you. As long as you spend one night with me, I will help you settle things between your boss Zhang and Xiao Lu.
If you don't accept, it's fine if you leave now. I'll give you plenty of time to think it over. I will stay
at the JY Hotel for the next three nights. Call me when you've thought it through. You should know that I would
never refuse a beautiful woman like you. Besides, it's just one night. What
is ?"

After saying that, Yang Diwei left a hundred yuan as payment for the meal and left the restaurant, leaving Fei Fei there in
a daze.

Indeed, as Yang Diwei said, this was the best way to truly enter Da Ming's heart. But
if Da Ming knew the truth, he would probably hate me for the rest of his life, right? Hesitant, Fei Fei
received another text message from Yang Diwei: "Of course, you have another option. Tell your boss
where his beloved woman is, and then tell him everything I told you. He'll definitely thank you that way. However, that doesn't mean
I don't have other ways to separate them."

Looking at this message, Fei Fei's heart wavered even more, but her eyes became even more determined. Determined because she
wanted to try this best opportunity, but wavering because of Yang Diwei's demands.

Spend one night with him? Exchange my body for my love? Yang Diwei whistled and drove away,
seemingly unconcerned about Fei Fei's final decision. Fei Fei's involvement was just another prey on his hunting road
, an extra layer of insurance on his path of domination. In his mind, this wouldn't affect his ultimate
plan.

After a busy afternoon break, Xiaolu continued working from the morning. She kept looking at past company
projects , occasionally pondering the theoretical knowledge Da Ming had previously shared with her. Before she knew it, it was
time to leave work.

Xiaojie had to leave due to a last-minute work assignment, so Xiaolu returned to the W residential complex alone.
Unbeknownst , just five minutes earlier, Da Ming had driven his car into the underground parking lot.

Feifei also returned to her company dormitory. After showering, she went to her bedroom and stood naked in front of
the full-length mirror. The woman in the mirror had a well-proportioned figure, her fair skin with a faint pink tinge, and
a slender waist that seemed to fit perfectly. Her firm breasts, though no longer pink, had light brown nipples with just the right amount of
areola, exuding mature sexiness. Her peach-shaped buttocks were the envy of many gym girls, and her long,
straight legs in high heels made her the goddess in the eyes of many men in the company. Her naturally delicate features
resembled those of a South Korean actress, and her slightly upturned eyes were full of charm when she smiled.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Fei Fei murmured to herself, "Why is it that even a stranger is attracted to me,
blatantly telling me he wants to sleep with me, but you don't feel anything for me at all? Am I not attractive enough to you?"

Her phone, lying to the side, lit up. Fei Fei picked it up and saw a message from Yang Diwei. It
contained the number "2508" and a picture of Yang Diwei taking a selfie in the mirror
. His well-proportioned muscles were prominent, and his penis was fully erect, highlighting his impressive masculinity.

Fei Fei muttered under her breath, "Pervert."

After the curse, she couldn't help but think of Da Ming. Da Ming was even taller and larger than Yang Diwei, and his
size was similar. Could she close her eyes and imagine Yang Diwei as Da Ming, enjoying a night of imagined
sex? Thinking of this, Fei Fei's face flushed, and she muttered to herself, "What am I thinking?
"

That night, Fei Fei didn't go to the JY Hotel. Naked, she lay on the bed,
tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

A busy day at work left Xiao Lu feeling exhausted again. Thinking about what had happened in the short
month , it all felt unbelievable.

Thankfully, her new life had finally started again after all the chaos. Although there were still
people like Yang Diwei eyeing her body, and men like Xiao Guojun with whom she had an
ambiguous , it was still a huge relief compared to being treated like a plaything.

Thinking of this, Xiao Lu couldn't help but think of Daming. Her sudden departure again must have
hurt . Was that beautiful woman from his company with him?

If Xiao Lu knew that her departure had led to a night of passion between Daming and Fei Fei, what would she
think? Would she regret it?

No one knows what will happen, but this has secretly sown many unstable factors. Even if Xiaolu
manages to escape from Yang Diwei and Xiao Guojun, can she really get back together with Daming
?

Daming lies in bed, listlessly scrolling through video websites on his phone, tossing and turning, unable
to fall asleep . He thinks of Xiaolu, Xiaoxin, and Feifei—these women who have left their mark on his life
. How should he face them?

His beloved Xiaolu left without saying goodbye, disappearing once again into the vast sea of people. Xiaoxin, just beginning to experience love, left sadly to fulfill Xiaolu
's love. Feifei, who seemed like a perfect match to outsiders, left him unable
to face her after a night of passion.

Daming has to admit that for a moment, he considered accepting Feifei's feelings, which would be a relief for
himself and for the past. But this thought was quickly crushed by his longing for Xiaolu.

At this moment, he is completely unaware of the clutches that have already reached out to him. Xiaolu and Daming
are sinking deeper and deeper into the fog of S City.

The next day, Feifei unusually took a day off. Daming returned to the office to handle the backlog
of work and rushed between meetings with various clients.

Feifei, on the other hand, didn't know how to face Daming after a sleepless night, so she took a day off to rest at
home and slept until three o'clock in the afternoon.

Feifei had just washed her face after waking up when her phone lit up again. It was another message from Yang Diwei, still with the same
room number. This time, the picture was of a candlelight dinner, followed by the line, "Looking forward to your
arrival tonight."

Feifei's heart skipped a beat as she looked at Yang Diwei's message. Was this what it felt like to be pursued? The time
she'd spent with Daming had been uneventful; Daming treated her like
any other colleague. This tranquility had made her forget the thrill of being pursued.

Of course, Feifei knew Yang Diwei's intentions perfectly well. Perhaps all of this was just a means to get her body,
or rather, to gain her cooperation, a way to possess both her and Xiaolu's bodies. Such a person wasn't someone
who would truly cherish her.

But, while enjoying the feeling of being pursued, she could also use it as an opportunity to win Daming's
love. And given Daming's unwavering devotion to relationships, Feifei firmly believed he would be the one to truly cherish her. Should she really give this
opportunity a try? Her phone lit up again. It was
Yang Diwei, and the message contained only six words: "No madness, no life."

These six words seemed to shatter Fei Fei's defenses. Yes, no madness, no life. For this possible
future, why not take the plunge and try? Besides, a night with Yang Diwei might not
be torture; perhaps it would be enjoyable? Thinking this, Fei Fei went into the bathroom again,
washing her hair , showering, changing clothes, and putting on makeup, proceeding methodically step by step.

An hour later, Fei Fei looked at herself in the mirror, wearing a black halter-neck dress with a deep V-neck and high
slit , revealing her deep cleavage and long, straight legs.

The clock was approaching five in the afternoon. Fei Fei, with a slightly made-up face and a cool expression, paired with her elegant
and sexy attire, walked into the elevator of the staff dormitory in the W residential area.

Unexpectedly, at this time of day on a weekday, there was someone in the elevator, and it was someone she knew
.

The moment the elevator doors opened, Zhang Hui, who had just finished delivering food, instantly brightened up. A faint fragrance wafted into
his eyes, revealing Fei Fei. With a wicked grin, Zhang Hui quickly said, "Oh, Fei Fei, beautiful lady! What a coincidence
to ! Dressed so beautifully, are you going on a date with Mr. Zhang?"

Fei Fei was also taken aback when she saw Zhang Hui, but still politely replied, "No, I'm off today . I
have some errands to run."

Zhang Hui thought to himself, "This little slut, usually dressed in professional attire, looking like a uniform
fetishist . Wearing this low-cut top today, it's obvious she's out getting fucked. Why pretend to be so aloof?"

After the brief greeting, Zhang Hui leaned against the elevator wall, lecherously watching Fei Fei's back, especially her long,
shapely legs with the high slit and her round, pert buttocks. He couldn't help but get an erection.

The elevator reached the first floor. Zhang Hui smiled, greeted everyone, and stepped out. As he exited, he couldn't help but
think of Xiao Lu. He thought to himself, "That little slut, Xiao Lu was so decisive last time. Looks like there's no fun left
. If only I could have another night with her."

Lost in his fantasies, Zhang Hui hurried back to the hotel, hoping
to .

The elevator continued down to the basement parking lot. Fei Fei quickly walked to the red BMW coupe parked in a corner
, changed her high heels for the flats she always kept in the car, stepped on the gas, and the car roared away
, heading towards the parking lot exit.

Traffic wasn't heavy yet, and half an hour later, the red BMW coupe pulled into
the JY Hotel parking lot. Fei Fei didn't get out immediately; she hesitated again
.

Should she go up? Having already made up her mind to come here, there seemed to be no
reason to stop herself from taking another step forward, but a feeling of unease still lingered in her heart.

Just then, her phone lit up again. This time, it was a message from Da Ming: "How are you?
Still feeling unwell? Are you feeling better? Should I have a colleague bring you some medicine later?"

Through the cold screen, Fei Fei could almost feel Da Ming's concern, but it was still
just the concern between colleagues. What she wanted was more than that.

Da Ming didn't expect that his concerned text message to his subordinate would become the last
straw that broke Fei Fei's back.

Fei Fei replied briefly with three words: "I'm fine."

She put her phone back in her bag, changed back into her high heels, opened the car door, and stepped out with
her long, . Yang Diwei's wicked plan had succeeded.

Feifei was alone in the elevator. The numbers kept ticking, and her heart
pounded faster and faster . As the elevator door opened, the large "25F" on the wall of the waiting area
appeared before her.

Stepping out, Feifei went straight to room 2508. When she reached the door, her heart was pounding
so hard she could hear it herself. She hesitated for a moment, then pressed the doorbell.

The doorbell rang, and the door opened quickly. Yang Diwei
stood there, completely naked except for his underwear.

Seeing Feifei's attire, Yang Diwei's erection instantly changed shape, and his burning
lust was evident in his eyes.

Yang Diwei pulled Feifei close with one hand and slammed the door shut, locking it from the inside.

Before Feifei could even take in the room's furnishings, Yang Diwei pressed her against the door,
his lips, adorned with light pink lipstick, sealing hers completely. Their lips met, and Feifei was caught off guard, even her delicate tongue
captured.

Yang Diwei sucked on Feifei's tongue as if savoring a delicacy, occasionally brushing her gums with his tongue,
his lips around hers, his teeth gently nibbling at her lips. For a moment, their breaths mingled
.

When Feifei finally came to her senses, her hands weakly tried to push Yang Diwei away, but instead, they moved as if caressing his chest muscles
. Yang Diwei's attack shifted from her lips to her lower body, one hand lifting her thighs, pressing their
genitals even closer, the other forcefully kneading Feifei's buttocks.

The passionate kiss moved from their lips to her smooth neck. Feifei weakly clung to Yang Diwei's chest,
her voice trembling, "Let me go first."

Yang Diwei licked her smooth neck with his tongue, laughing, "
I couldn't resist when I saw you dressed so sexily. Let you go? You're wearing a thong, what are you pretending to be shy for?"

Indeed, when Yang Diwei's large hand touched Feifei's shapely buttocks, he discovered that under her high-slit dress
, Feifei was only wearing a lace thong.

Of course, this wasn't intentional on Feifei's part; it was just that wearing leggings under the high-slit dress would easily
reveal , and the chiffon material meant that even regular underwear would leave visible lines on her buttocks, so she wore a thong
to maintain an overall aesthetic.

Yang Diwei's kiss returned to Feifei's lips. This time, Feifei was prepared,
tightly closing her lips to avoid his passionate kiss.

However, Yang Diwei didn't do it intentionally. He simply occasionally brushed his tongue lightly across Fei Fei's lips,
and his hand, which had been kneading her buttocks, withdrew. But soon, it returned to her buttocks, followed by
the burning sensation from her thighs being held tightly against her lower body, and the electric shock of a hard object touching her.

It turned out that Yang Diwei had briefly withdrawn his hand to take off his underwear, and his unrestrained penis was
now pressed against her vulva, which was covered by a thong.

As Yang Diwei kneaded her buttocks with force, her vulva opened slightly, and his waist thrust forward, his penis, along with the thin string of
the thong squeezed into her vulva. Fei Fei couldn't help but gasp softly. At this moment, her lips were once again overwhelmed
, and Yang Diwei kissed her deeply.

The hand that had been pounding Yang Diwei's fist grew lighter and lighter. Involuntarily, Feifei's weak hands wrapped around Yang Diwei
's neck. Her tongue no longer evaded, but began to respond to his passionate kiss. Her lower body began to slowly
move back and forth, the glans of his penis grinding against her vaginal opening, and as it slid back and forth, her juices began to flow.

The wetness on his glans told Yang Diwei that this aloof yet sexy beauty was aroused.
Their lower bodies controlled their thoughts; possessing her became the only thought in Yang Diwei's mind.

His hand, which had been kneading her buttocks, moved to her cleft, his fingers hooking the thin string of her thong and pulling it aside. Feeling that there was no longer any barrier between
his glans and her vagina, Yang Diwei thrust his hips forward with practiced ease, a warm
sensation enveloping his glans.

In the midst of their passionate kiss, Fei Fei felt the sudden hardness of Yang Diwei's penetration the instant he entered her. Her
body unable to escape the unexpected intrusion. Her dazed eyes snapped back to reality, but
the tingling and burning sensation in her lower body made her resignedly give up resistance once more. Instead, she thrust her hips forward, welcoming
the thrusts to intensify the feeling of fullness.

Yang Diwei forcefully tugged at the thong, snapping the thin string. Then, supporting
her buttocks , he lifted Fei Fei up. Fei Fei, as if afraid the fullness would disappear, clung tightly
to Yang Diwei's waist, letting him carry her into the room.

With each step, the vibrations of his penis pushed deeper into her vagina. Fei Fei's toes involuntarily tensed, waves
of pleasure washing over her like ocean currents, her reason seemingly swallowed by the ecstasy.

Yang Diwei didn't carry Feifei back to bed. Instead, he went to the dressing table, placed her buttocks on it
, and began thrusting rapidly in and out of her vagina. Looking down, his engorged
penis was sometimes visible, sometimes hidden in her thick pubic hair. Feifei kept her eyes tightly shut, biting her lips to suppress a moan.

Yang Diwei thrust deeply again, whispering in Feifei's ear, "Turn around, hold onto the table, and stick your butt
out."

As his penis withdrew, Feifei seemed drained of all strength, collapsing weakly onto the carpet. Her
clothes were still on, but her hair was disheveled, soaked with sweat and clinging to her forehead.

Still with her eyes closed, Feifei turned around, her hands on the dressing table, lowering her waist, her buttocks sticking
high , her dress clinging to her buttocks, forming a beautiful curve.

Yang Diwei lifted the skirt covering her shapely buttocks, revealing her round, heart-shaped bottom. Her vulva, glistening with moisture,
was slightly parted, her pinkish-black labia slightly parted.

Yang Diwei guided his penis, the glans gently parting her labia, his hips thrusting forward. From the glans to the shaft, it
slowly disappeared into her vulva. Feifei still bit her lip tightly, her slightly furrowed brows seemingly telling of
the pleasure emanating from her body.

The slow thrusting brought back the pleasure that had just been interrupted, but it lacked
the intense intensity of the previous deep thrusts; it was more like a tickle, making her even more restless.

Yang Diwei's voice sounded behind Feifei: "Feifei, it's not good for you to hold back like this. You should
relax and enjoy tonight. This is just the beginning."

After saying that, Yang Diwei increased the speed of his thrusting, reigniting Feifei's desire for pleasure
. His voice rang out again: "Want me to go faster? If you do, open your eyes, look at
yourself in the mirror, and tell me, you want me to fuck you faster."

Feifei kept her eyes tightly closed, her tightly clenched lips slightly relaxed, but she remained unmoved.
Seeing this slowed down his thrusting again, and slowly withdrew his penis from her vagina, leaving only the glans
inside.

The feeling of fullness was suddenly pulled out, leaving an endless emptiness in her vagina that couldn't be soothed. This made Fei Fei's lower body
itch unbearably, as if ants were gnawing at her. Fei Fei turned her head and glanced at Yang Diwei with seductive eyes. He was leering
at her, saying, "Quick, listen to me, do as I say, and I'll make you feel incredibly good right now."

Fei Fei turned back to look at herself in the mirror again. Her eyes were glazed, her hair disheveled, her cheeks flushed
—this was herself enjoying pleasure. Yang Diwei's enchanting voice echoed in her mind. In her
mind , her tightly clenched lips parted, and she whispered shyly, "Fuck me."

Yang Diwei seemed not to hear her, thrusting his penis forward a little, then withdrawing again, saying, "
What did you say? I can't hear you."

Fei Fei lowered her head, her voice slightly louder, "Fuck me."

Yang Diwei thrust forward again, then pulled out, saying, "Look in the mirror, tell me loudly that you want me
to fuck you hard and fast."

The tingling sensation in her lower body assaulted Fei Fei's brain, and the emptiness made her somewhat powerless to resist, her alluring eyes flashing again.
Looking at herself and Yang Diwei in the mirror, she trembled and said, "Fuck me... harder... faster..."

Yang Diwei smiled with satisfaction, patted Feifei's pert buttocks lightly, and said, "That's right, relax
your and enjoy it."

Holding Feifei's slender waist with both hands, this time, Yang Diwei held back, his entire penis instantly plunging into her vagina
, thrusting fully into Feifei's vagina. Feifei could no longer bear the stimulation of this pleasure, and moaned softly:
"It's in... so hard... all the way... ahh..."

Yang Diwei had manipulated various beauties in front of the mirror more than once, with only one purpose: to let them see
his begging expression as he penetrated her, to shatter their pride, and to arouse their lewd nature.

This tactic worked on Fei Fei once again. As Yang Diwei began his vigorous, nine-shallow-one-deep thrusting
, Fei Fei's lewd words echoed in the luxurious hotel suite: "So beautiful... good little brother
... you're so good at it... my... cunt... is going to be... fucked to pieces by you... so good... so deep...
so hard... how... how are you so good at... fucking... I can't take it anymore... I'm going to heaven... I'm coming...
I'm coming..."

Amidst her moans, Fei Fei felt the iron-like presence in her lower body, not only penetrating her vagina
but also piercing her soul. Cooperation or endurance were all forgotten at this moment
. She knew that tonight she only wanted an orgasm, only wanted to enjoy the pleasure of being fucked.

Their lovemaking in front of the mirror continued. Feifei's tank top straps had been ripped off, and her nub bra
had fallen onto the carpet. Her full breasts, with their engorged nipples, were repeatedly
rubbed against the cold wooden vanity by Yang Diwei's manipulations. The rough sensation of her nipples against the surface drove her even more wild.

The hem of her long dress had been pushed up to her waist and was now hanging to the floor. His strong hands gripped her slender
waist tightly, and the clear handprints on her buttocks were the result of his occasional slaps.
The sounds were clearly audible.

The multiple physical stimulations, coupled with the psychological
impact , caused Feifei's orgasms to arrive uncontrollably and rapidly. The tight pressure inside her vagina told Yang Diwei that
the beauty beneath him was about to reach the peak of pleasure. He no longer suppressed the urge to ejaculate and began his final
thrust .

As the penis swelled again within her vagina, Feifei clearly felt its
essence being squeezed out and poured into her honeypot with each thrust. A high-pitched moan escaped her lips, followed by a spasm as if electrocuted.
Her upper body slumped weakly against the dressing table, uttering muffled moans.

Yang Diwei's penis returned to its limp state, slowly sliding out of Feifei's vagina, followed by a stream of cloudy
semen.

He helped the limp Feifei lie down on the bed, standing beside her.
His penis, mixed with her vaginal fluid and semen, remained on Feifei's lips. He held her head and whispered, "Suck it."

Feifei made no effort to resist, her lips slightly parted, allowing Yang Diwei
to insert her mouth, using her saliva to clean herself.

Yang Diwei seemed to sense Feifei's reluctance to clean herself afterward and didn't force her. He thought
to himself , "Tonight there's plenty of time. Making you lick me is a piece of cake."

Yang Diwei pulled his penis out of Feifei's mouth, gently covered her with a light blanket, and
then called to have their food delivered to the room in an hour. He lay down next to Feifei, letting her rest
her head on his arm, and gently caressed every inch of her body, whispering, "
I couldn't resist seeing you dressed so cool and sexy today. Feifei, you really are a stunner in bed."

Feifei lay in this unfamiliar embrace, neither struggling nor responding, as if she hadn't just been with
this man.

Yang Diwei didn't force Feifei to respond. Instead, he said, "Don't worry, there's
plenty of . I'm sure you'll enjoy this feeling of letting loose."

After he finished speaking, the room fell into an eerie silence, so quiet that only their breathing could be heard. After
a while , Feifei sat up, glanced at Yang Diwei, got off the bed, and stood by the bed with her back to him.
Feifei unzipped her skirt, letting it fall to the floor. She bent down to pick it up, and her pert buttocks and slightly parted
vulva were once again displayed before Yang Diwei, along with the pubic
hair . As Feifei stood up, the glimpse of her vulva was fleeting.

Feifei hung the skirt on the hanger and went into the bathroom. She stepped into the bathtub, completely ignoring
Yang Diwei watching her through the transparent glass, and turned on the shower to wash herself.

The gentle movements caressed every inch of his skin. In Yang Diwei's eyes, Feifei's bathing actions were
like a seduction, and his previously limp penis showed signs of becoming erect again.

Feifei glanced at Yang Diwei, noticing the change in his lower body, but continued
washing as if she hadn't noticed.

In that instant, Yang Diwei felt ignored, and a nameless anger rose within him. Feifei was definitely the first person to dare to ignore him
like this .

Yang Diwei couldn't tolerate this feeling of being ignored. He decided that tonight he would conquer this woman before him,
conquering her body and soul.

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