[Couple Detective Agency (Cuckolding Novel)] (28-30) 3 Chapters Burst!

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Author: yyhnxx
First published: Yes
Published on sis001 on 2016/3/27
Words: 26741 words

Foreword: Many people have been urging me to update, which is very frustrating. It's not that I don't want to update; I
prepared to update three weeks ago, but I just couldn't get it to upload for some unknown reason. The next two chapters will be transitional, but if I
release another purely transitional chapter, I'm afraid the readers will go crazy. So, I'll release the long-awaited chapter about Qini's hot springs
along with it. It's a bit late, please forgive me.

Thank you again for your attention.
(Twenty-eight)

I stood blankly in the corner, watching Long Xianghui leave with a satisfied whistle,
watching Qini forcefully straighten her clothes and return to the office. My eyes were empty.

This should be the result I had long expected, and isn't this the exciting expectation I've always been hoping for
?

Why do I feel like all my strength has been instantly drained, and I feel
a heartache ?

For this debt, for this profession I don't actually like,
how much further can I, or we, go? How much further can we go?

In this confusion and doubt, I lost my last bit of strength, slid down the wall, and sat
on the ground.

That night, I didn't contact anyone. I went to a bar alone, got drunk, completely drunk,
and went to the Qinhuai River to cry my heart out.

In my hazy state, I felt someone helping me up. I turned my head, trying to see who it was, but my eyes could
n't focus, and then I fell into a blur.

When I woke up, I found myself lying on an unfamiliar bed. I looked around. In the dim light, I
could barely make out that it seemed to be a hotel room. I was lying naked on the bed, covered with a
blanket. I struggled to lift my head and saw a woman lying beside me, fully clothed. She was fast asleep, her
long hair half-covering her face, looking so gentle and serene,
a tenderness that always stirred a deep, heart-stirring feeling within me.

I reached out and gently stroked her silky, smooth hair.

She woke up, slowly opening her eyes and looking up to meet my tender, gentle gaze.

"You're awake?" she asked softly, just as she had every time she woke up to me.

"I love you," I told her, my voice low but firm.

She smoothed her hair behind her ear, leaned closer to me, and nestled into my arms.

"Husband."

"Hmm?"

"You saw everything?" Her voice hesitated, as if wondering if she should ask me so directly.

"Yes," I gave her a definite answer.

"Will you despise me?" she asked timidly.

"Will you leave me?" I countered.

"No. Unless I die." She looked up firmly.

"Even if you die, I won't let you leave me. I'll die with you in the same grave." I didn't
try to coax her; these seemingly solemn vows seemed to be spoken naturally,
without hypocrisy.

This touched Qini deeply. Her eyes sparkled as she gazed at me, then she kissed me deeply
and passionately, as if trying to melt into my body.

That night, we didn't say anything more, only made love and cuddled all night long, as if trying to make up for the tenderness that had been lacking for the past
few months in one night. However, while the two of them were making love, neither of them could have imagined that
their reunion after parting the next morning would not be until several years later.

Back at the company, I seemed to be full of energy, and my whole being seemed radiant.

Because of Qini, I decided to speed up the investigation, especially regarding Fatty. Obviously, he still had something to
say, so I dragged him to a secluded corner on the company rooftop, actually cocked the gun, and pressed the muzzle against
his temple. He screamed like a pig being slaughtered: "I'll talk! I'll talk! Don't be impulsive! Don't be impulsive!"

I looked at him coldly and put down the gun.

The fat man, panting heavily, grumbled, "This is just the general ledger, not the detailed accounts. All
the details are recorded in a small notebook. I only record things in front of him, and then he
locks it in a hidden safe in his office."

"Where's the safe?"

"I don't know, I only know there's one, but I don't know exactly where. But one person might
know ."

"Who?"

"Su Jiani from the External Relations Department."

"What?!" Xiaoman and I exclaimed simultaneously.

The fat man looked at our shock strangely.

"Nothing… well, I'm just curious why it would be her."

"Su Jiani hasn't been with the company long, but she's already one of Long Xianghui's 'collected beauties.' And, Long Xianghui
casually told me she's his treasure, that he cares about her a lot, and that Su Jiani is currently the only person who can freely
enter and leave his office."

Xiaoman and I were speechless with shock. A sense of unease crept into my heart; things seemed to be spiraling out of my
control. Xiaoman quickly squeezed my hand in reassurance.

"Don't be fooled by Long Xianghui's audacity and his incredibly generous treatment of every woman he victimizes. He's actually
extremely possessive. Ever since he became infatuated with Su Jiani, he's even changed her phone
and secretly hired a female bodyguard for her, ostensibly to protect her, but really to monitor her and prevent any man
from getting close." The fat man's next words offered me a little comfort.

Just then, Xiaoman's phone rang. It was an unknown number.

"Hello?" Xiaoman answered hesitantly.

"Is this Xiaoman?" Although I recognized Qini's voice immediately, I was surprised.

"Sister Qini!" Xiaoman exclaimed excitedly, looking at me.

"Don't speak!" Qini interrupted Xiaoman urgently, "There's no time. Listen carefully and tell your husband:
There's a secret compartment in Long Xianghui's office. You can get in with my fingerprint. The password is AW175698 ."
"rt, repeat aw175698rt, where the first 'a' and the last 't' are
uppercase are lowercase. Repeat, the first 'a' and the last 't' are uppercase, and 'w' and 'r' are lowercase." I could hear the tension in Qini's voice.

"Also, Long Xianghui is still smuggling drugs and has a gun. Tell your husband to be careful and come to rescue you as soon as possible...
" She hung up quickly before finishing her sentence. I then realized that Qini was in
danger , and the situation was quite perilous.

"Long Xianghui is still smuggling drugs." I looked coldly at Fatty.

Sweat dripped from Fatty's head, and his eyes darted around.

"You fatso, you're still hiding things from us!" Xiaoman angrily kicked him in the foot, but while
Fatty didn't feel the pain, she did.

If Qini hadn't risked her life to make this call, and we had acted rashly, who knows what would have happened.

"What else do you have to say?" I looked coldly at Fatty, took out a silencer, and attached it
to my pistol.

"No, no, no!" The fat man was so frightened that he sat down on the ground with a thud. Xiaoman, who was standing next to him, didn't say a word, but I saw
a trace of reluctance flash in her eyes.

"Is there anything else you're hiding? You'd better say it now, or you won't have a chance to later."

"No, boss, I'll tell you, I'll tell you everything." The fat man's tears were about to fall. "I only
found out recently by accident. It's also why I want to take this opportunity to escape. You know, in recent years, the Hong Kong
triads have been declining and can't really cause any trouble anymore. A few years ago, some local triad bosses
were bullied in Japan and Taiwan, and the triad bosses were helpless. This aroused
dissatisfaction among . However, these people didn't have high positions in the gangs, and with the police cracking down hard, they couldn't
cause any trouble. So they secretly formed gangs, wanting to secretly restore their former glory."

"What does this have to do with Lung Heung-fai?"

"He's one of them, and it's precisely because he spent several years in Japan and suffered
all kinds of humiliation that he secretly acted as a go-between."

"What? You're saying he's the real middleman?"

Fatty nodded. "Given the current state of Hong Kong's triads, this group simply couldn't raise enough
funds, so Lung Heung-fai started looking for a way."

"That's why he embezzled so much?" I looked at Fatty.

"Yes," Fatty said guiltily. "He also knows the crackdown on organized crime in mainland China, so he doesn't dare
to expand here. He just uses the company as a goose to lay eggs and raise funds."

"How did you know that?"

"I accidentally discovered he was smuggling drugs. Lung Heung-fai said that, logically, he should silence me, but
since we're relatives and I've been helping him wholeheartedly for the past few years, he can't bring himself to do it. So he still lets me manage
the accounts, but he won't let me get involved in anything else."

After hearing Fatty's words, I fell into deep thought.

"What should we do? Should we call the police?" Xiao Man said.

"It's useless," the fat man interrupted Xiaoman dejectedly. "All the core evidence is in Long Xianghui's own
hands . He never directly commands his subordinates, so it's very difficult to find evidence. Besides, he has
informants in the government. We can't beat him."

"Find the hidden compartment first, find the evidence."

"We can't get in. Long Xianghui has a separate security system."

"I know, Batman." I said dismissively. This surprised and impressed the fat man for a while.

After I actually led him back to the company at night, safely passing through Batman's surveillance without
triggering any alarms, his eyes turned to worship: "Boss, you're amazing. Maybe I should follow you in the future
."

Thinking of his superb photography skills, his words made me think. Without saying anything, I took out a
small box, turned on the beam, and began scanning the wall of Long Xianghui's office. In less than a minute, the hidden compartment where
the safe was scanned out.

"Wow, is the boss a secret agent?" The fat man's eyes shone with admiration.

"Stop talking nonsense and get to work!" I snorted coldly, my gloved hands groping along the wall
until I found the hidden door. Following the doorway, I found a small hidden box. Opening it revealed a combination
lock. This kind of purely numerical combination lock was a piece of cake for me; the electronic unlocker cracked the nine-
digit code in two minutes.

The door opened silently, leading into a small, dark room. Several safes were neatly arranged inside,
but none were as complicated as Qini had described on the phone. Nevertheless, I opened them one by one. As I expected
, they contained ordinary valuables, cash, and some important company documents. Strange.

I carefully observed, touching here and there, but found nothing. Fatty copied me, looking around
, even lying down on the floor.

"Huh? Here?" Fatty suddenly exclaimed, puzzled.

"What's wrong?" I crouched down.

"Here," he pointed to the safe on the left, "this safe has hidden wheels underneath."

Hearing this, I quickly lay down, and sure enough, two wheels were inconspicuously
visible . Looking closely at the other safes, they all had them too.

"They all have them," I rolled my eyes at him.

"But look at the middle of the wheels," the fat man pointed to one.

Following his direction, I looked, and there was a faint white mark in the middle of the wheel.

"That means this safe is moved frequently," the fat man said with a smile.

I looked at him in surprise; this kid actually had a talent for being a secret agent.

I carefully observed the surroundings again, and after confirming there were no alarms, the fat man and I pulled the safe
out . When something resembling a computer keyboard appeared, we knew we had finally found it.

We entered the password, then added Qini's fingerprint, and one wall of the entire hidden room slid back with a hiss.
Who would have thought that there was another hidden room within a hidden room? And this hidden room was even larger than the outer one, containing
a sofa and a television.

"Quick, find it!" The reason I brought Fatty along was because he knew which one was the evidence.

Fatty quickly started searching, and I started looking around too. Then I noticed
a hard drive player under the TV, with several hard drives next to it. I turned on the player. "Hmm... ah..."
"Ah..." A groan came from inside; it was indeed Long Xianghui's stamp collection hard drive.

The fat man gave me a reproachful look, as if to say, "Brother, you're still interested in this at a time like this? "

Pshaw, how could I not be interested? There are videos of my wife on this. I quickly took out the copier
and started copying the hard drive rapidly.

"Found it!" Soon, the fat man's excited voice came from the side.

"Quick, take a picture!" I handed him the miniature camera.

*** *** *** ***

By the time we left the company building, it was almost dawn. I told the fat man to go back and go to work as usual, while I
asked for leave from my department and returned to my temporary base, where Xiaoman was already waiting.

"How did it go?" she asked anxiously.

"It's done." I patted her shoulder.

The two of us examined the evidence the fat man had photographed; it was indeed professional, incredibly clear. This evidence was
enough; the next step was to consider who to give it to. It was a problem for the fat man, but for me
, it was very simple.

I made a call to a company in Shanghai, a company whose background is unknown to outsiders but has ties to the State
Security Bureau. They had previously been commissioned to help smuggle several sensitive devices, thus establishing connections with the Bureau.
After sending the evidence, we simply waited for the efficiency of this iron-fisted national agency. I then contacted the old man.
When he learned that he no longer needed to contact the police, as the State Security personnel would handle it, he was genuinely surprised
, even speaking to us in a much more submissive tone.

After hanging up, with everything settled, I didn't just breathe a sigh of relief; I took a deep
breath . Xiaoman knew what I was about to do and leaned against me tenderly. I looked at her and patted her
hand reassuringly, indicating that everything was okay.

The next night, the piercing sirens of police cars wailed all night long.

The third morning, I arrived at the company as usual. Just a few minutes into my shift, sirens blared again, and
a large number of police cars arrived, quickly sealing off all the company's exits. Several fully armed police officers skillfully
set up a cordon at the company entrance. The entire building was quickly brought under police control, with even armed
police . Besides uniformed officers, numerous plainclothes officers were moving in and out.
All company employees were instructed to remain in their offices for questioning and inspection. In reality, the police were simply
arresting people from a list; the evidence I provided was sufficient.

Of course, as a cover, the police made no exceptions and conducted the questioning according to standard procedure.

Two officers were conducting a questioning and taking notes when a plainclothes officer approached.

"You! Come with me," he said, pointing at me.

"Yes, yes," I feigned surprise.

The plainclothes officer led me to a small conference room. I knew there were no security cameras there. Several police officers were sitting in the room
, with someone else taking notes.

"Sit," a policeman in his forties sitting to my right said kindly; he appeared to be a
third-level police superintendent.

I sat down opposite them.

"You all go out for a moment; we need to ask him some questions privately," the middle-aged plainclothes officer next to the superintendent said to the other officers in the conference
room

. The officers exchanged surprised glances, said nothing, and quickly left the conference room.

"I really have to thank you this time." The plainclothes officer looked at me for a while, then suddenly smiled.

"Yes." The police inspector also smiled. "Last night's operation resulted in the seizure of 4 kilograms of henoin and 200
kilograms of the virus."

"It's nothing." I shrugged indifferently. "It was just an accidental discovery. This kind of case isn't my
area of expertise."

"However..." The plainclothes officer suddenly hesitated, glancing at the police inspector with difficulty.

The police inspector looked at him helplessly: "Well... you are the biggest contributor to this case. The evidence was sufficient and
timely , making a great contribution to our police force, but..."

Their stammering made me feel a strong sense of unease: "Please just
say . I can handle it."

"It's like this." The police inspector glanced at the plainclothes officer again: "The National Security Bureau contacted
us , and we made immediate arrangements, but... um... we didn't expect them to have an inside source in the police force
..."

"You mean?" My fists clenched tightly, my heart pounding.

"Long Xianghui escaped." After quickly saying this, the plainclothes officer seemed to let out a long sigh of relief.

"What?!" I exclaimed in shock. This was no good news.

"And...and...another female employee of the company has also disappeared."

When these words were spoken, I felt dizzy and almost fainted. They didn't say it explicitly,
but everyone knew who they were referring to—Qi Ni was missing!

I didn't hear the police's apologetic explanation and words of comfort. I walked out of the conference room, disoriented, and straight out of
the company's office building. The police, notified by the authorities, didn't stop me and let me leave.

I had thought that with the powerful state apparatus, finding two people would be a simple matter. However, reality
often differs greatly from expectations.

A week passed, and Long Xianghui and Qi Ni seemed to have vanished without a trace.

A month passed, and the police apologized, informing me that they still hadn't found any clues;
the two seemed to have evaporated into thin air.

Six months passed, and seeing my disheveled, unshaven, and completely unkempt appearance, the police apologized again
.

Amidst my furious roars, Xiao Man pulled me out of the police station.

Watching my daughter cry and scream for her mother again and again, the four elderly people in the family said nothing, their eyes filled
with worry. I collapsed and started drinking heavily.

I stopped taking any business, spending all my time in a glass of alcohol, numb and disoriented.
During one of Xiaoman's earnest attempts to comfort me, I became enraged and slapped her.

She stared at me in disbelief, then turned and walked away dejectedly. In that instant, I saw tears
fall from her eyes. I opened my mouth, wanting to say something, but no words came out. I picked
up , as if in it I could find Qini again.

A few days later, my mother and mother-in-law arrived from Suzhou. I knew Xiaoman had told them. Under their
supervision, I forced myself to eat something, then started vomiting violently. After vomiting, under their pained yet
helpless gazes, I picked up the bottle again.

Soon, a year passed. I no longer cared whether Long Xianghui was alive or dead; I only wanted to know where Qini had gone.

Long-term drinking had made me incredibly thin, my hair a mess, a full beard, and I looked like a
complete waste.

One day, I was drinking in my room on the second floor when there was a knock on the door. I ignored it and continued drinking.

The door opened, and someone walked in and stood in the room for a long time without saying a word. I didn't bother
to turn around , not wanting to know who it was.

"Um... Brother Lei..." The voice behind me surprised me. I put down the bottle and
stiffly turned around. It was him!

At that moment, a fat man stood stammering in the center of the room, his face full of fear and unease. It was Feng
Le, that lecherous fat man.

Seeing my somewhat surprised look, the fat man forced a smile, his hands fidgeting nervously at his sides.

"You... called me brother?" I asked, my

voice thick with the effects of alcohol. "Well... actually, I'm quite young. I look older than I am, but I just turned 30," the
fat chuckled.

I hadn't expected him to be younger than me; I'd always thought he was well into his thirties.

"I... um... I've been hesitant..." he stammered, explaining his purpose. "Whether I
should have come... actually... um... about six months ago, Xiaoman found me..."

My heart skipped a beat, a sharp pain shooting through me. On the surface, I remained nonchalant: "Oh, congratulations."

"No, no, no, don't misunderstand," the fat man quickly waved his hands. "We didn't have anything.
Actually , I was unemployed and destitute at the time. Xiaoman offered me a job."

"A job?" I asked, puzzled.

"Mmm." Fatty nodded. "She said you mentioned before, Brother Lei, that I have some
potential ."

"And then?" My heart started pounding.

"Actually, for the past six months, I've been working at Leishi Company." His words struck me like a thunderbolt, leaving me
stunned.

"I also roughly know about Sister-in-law's situation." Once the conversation started, Fatty became more and more fluent. "Xiaoman
has always very worried about you, even... even after she left..."

"Did she send you?" I still pretended to be indifferent, but inside, a storm was raging.

"No, no!" Fatty quickly waved his hand. "She didn't know I was here. Although Xiaoman left, she
has n't gone far. She lives nearby and is still taking on jobs. It's because she couldn't manage everything by herself that she
asked me to join her."

My expression remained blank, but the violent heaving of my chest betrayed my inner turmoil.

"She always sneaks back after you're asleep in the early hours to take on business on the computer," the fat man
continued "But she's actually suffering inside. I know she's in a bad mood, quite depressed. Once, when she
was upset, I offered to drink with her, but she resolutely refused, saying that someone in the family was already drinking heavily, and she couldn't continue like that.
She said her sister was gone, and she had to hold this family together."

I didn't speak, desperately trying to hold back my tears: "Where is she?"

"She's out on a case now, but she'll be back tonight to contact the client."

The fat man talked to me for over an hour. After he left, I didn't touch a drop of alcohol, and surprisingly, I quietly
ate a small bowl of rice, slept for a while, and then went out, tidied my hair, shaved, and made myself look
neat and tidy. My mother and mother-in-law were very surprised and almost burst into tears.

It gradually got dark, and I turned off the second-floor light and sat quietly in the darkness.

At three in the morning, I heard a faint noise downstairs. I quietly walked to the stairs.

Someone came in, quietly closed the door, and then turned on the computer at the front desk. After a while,
I heard the soft clatter of typing, clearly trying to avoid waking the people upstairs
.

I went downstairs barefoot. It was Xiaoman, her back to me, talking to someone on the computer. As I approached,
I could see her temples were a little messy, and there was a bruise on her left hand.

My heart ached, and I gently hugged her from behind.

Xiaoman was startled, stiffened for a few seconds, then grasped my hand that was holding her, and rubbed her face against my chin.

"Aren't you scared?" I asked softly.

"Besides you, who else in this house would hug me like this?" Her voice was soft and gentle, tinged
with weariness.

"Will he forgive your man?" I kissed her temple.

"Are you apologizing to me?"

"Is it okay?"

"That depends on your sincerity." She turned to look at me, a smile on her lips.

I kissed her, without a trace of lust. We embraced and kissed passionately for a long time, and
everything vanished.

The next morning, when my mother and mother-in-law saw me walk out of the room in a sharp suit, they almost cried out in surprise .
Looking at Xiaoman who followed me out, their previous disdain and indifference had changed. I
knew they had finally moved from rejection to acceptance.

I threw myself back into work. While not a complete recovery, I had at least shaken off my dejection and regained
my focus .

Fatty officially joined the company. His skillful photography and considerable talent quickly
made a top tracker and surveillance expert, even seeming more professional than me. With a job, Fatty also started
dating a pretty and well-built policewoman.

Shortly after I recovered, I received a call from an unknown number. To my
surprise , it was Deng Ai calling—he had been released from prison. Regardless, his release from prison was still a happy
thing. We chatted about his recent situation, and I learned he had found a job. He
hesitated I didn't press him. Then I handed the phone to Xiaoman. Of course, I knew why Deng Ai had
called, and calling me first was clearly a sign of respect. Xiaoman looked at me with surprise, then took the phone.
From her expression after answering the phone, it was clear that she was happy that Deng Ai had come out, but
this happiness was purely that of a friend, untainted by anything else. Deng Ai obviously noticed this as well,
and hung up the phone after a while.

Soon, another year passed.

March 8th was Qini's birthday. On this day, Xiaoman and I found a quiet
restaurant celebrate Qini's 33rd birthday, whose whereabouts were unknown.

Neither of us spoke, we prayed for her and then ate our meal in silence.

(Twenty-nine)

"Can we sit here?" A woman's voice suddenly came. Before we could nod, she had already
signaled waiter to add a chair next to us.

"You..." I was a little angry, still immersed in a faint sadness, and Xiaoman quickly reached out and covered my
hand.

She was a woman in her thirties, with short hair, an oval face, and willow-leaf eyebrows. What was particularly striking
were her thick lips, which looked somewhat exaggerated, yet had a unique charm. Wearing a tight-fitting black suit,
he looked dashing and capable, with a touch of martial prowess. His white shirt underneath was stretched taut, revealing his ample physique,
which made me glance at him again, earning

me a glare from the woman. My blatant gaze clearly displeased her. Suppressing her anger, she pulled a small
red and slid it across the table towards me.

I picked it up and opened it; it was a military officer's ID card. The name on it startled me.

"A scammer?" I asked, looking down in confusion.

The female officer glanced at me again and said calmly, "We found you through Lao Guo. We want to entrust you with a
case ."

Lao Guo worked for the Shanghai State Security Bureau; he was the plainclothes officer in the small conference room two years ago.

"You would entrust me with a case?" This made me even more puzzled. The military, with its vast influence,
would entrust me with a case? It was truly strange.

"You should know that there are many things we cannot do ourselves." The female officer handed me a tablet computer,
seemingly a cheap domestic product, with an explanation on the homepage.

The request seemed simple: two months later, go to Europe under the guise of personal travel and retrieve a USB
drive. Ten seconds later, the words on the tablet magically disappeared on their own. It had a spy-like feel to it.

"Is it that simple?" I knew that in this public setting, many things couldn't be said explicitly.

"There will be danger." The other party was clearly aware of this as well.

"In what ways?"

"In all aspects."

I hesitated. "I'm not sure if I can take this job. Some things are beyond our scope of business."

"Only a reward of 1 million."

"This is really risky." I looked at her in surprise. 1 million for such a huge risk!
How could I not know the dangers she mentioned?

Dealing with these big shots, every single one of them is a force to be reckoned with, and she's telling
me it's only 1 million? Do I really need that much money? Of course I do need money, I always have.

"We know your business has always been skirting the law, with a whole host of problems: illegal operations, smuggling,
illegal possession of firearms, irregular investigations..."

"Wait, wait, wait," I interrupted her. "I know about all these problems. But that's not your business, is it?"

"And I also know your private life is messy." The female officer glanced at Xiaoman.

"Do you care about that too? Or..." I deliberately scanned her up and down a few times. "Want to
join? I'd be happy to."

For some reason, I felt like I enjoyed arguing with her.

"You—!" The female officer slammed her hand on the table, jumped up, and was about to explode in anger, but then remembered something and
sat down angrily. "I have no interest in your messy affairs. Do it if you want, or don't, I don't care."
She was clearly annoyed, but for some reason, she managed to suppress her anger.

She tossed me a file folder: "Take it or not, it's up to you. I'm not forcing you."

I chuckled and took it, feeling quite pleased with myself for getting a little verbal advantage over her. I didn't usually have much
contact with .

The file folder contained a stack of documents and a photograph. Upon seeing the photo, my face instantly paled, turning
bright red . It was a photo clearly taken while we were following someone on the street; the background was probably somewhere in Southeast Asia. The
main subjects were a man and a woman who appeared to be shopping at a market. The woman was arm-in-arm with the man, smiling and
laughing .

My hands trembled, and my voice involuntarily slurred.

"We took this unintentionally while investigating a suspected terrorism case," the female officer said with a faint smile. "This
will also be part of the reward."

"You'll help us…" I exclaimed, overjoyed.

"We won't get involved," the female officer said. "You'll have to handle this yourself. Of course,
we'll only provide more detailed information and the equipment you'll need once you get there, after you accept the order..."

"I'll take it! Of course I'll take it!" I exclaimed, drawing stares from the person next to me. I quickly lowered my voice. "Where's
the contract ? I'll sign it right away!"

"Do you think a contract is necessary? Do you not trust me, or do I not trust you?"

"Yes, yes, you're right." My form of address had changed. "I can start right away."

"It's not as simple as you think," the female officer shook her head. "You can settle this matter first." She
pointed to a photo.

"Really?" I looked at her in disbelief.

"Otherwise what?" She smiled faintly. "Do you have time to do anything else?"

I chuckled, feeling a surge of joy I hadn't felt in two years.

"Does your company need to hire more people?" the female officer asked.

"Huh?" I didn't understand.

"Like front desk staff or something." The female officer winked at me.

"Yes, of course!" I nodded quickly. "But, are you sure you're okay with this?"

"No problem." She nodded as well. "I can settle our daughter at her grandma's house."

Xiaoman had been watching our conversation with a puzzled look on her face, somewhat confused, especially since I was trembling
with excitement .

"Honey, what's wrong?" I asked, unable to speak, and handed her the file folder.

"Ah! Sister Qini!" she exclaimed, quickly covering her mouth with her hand. She looked at me in surprise, then
at the woman in front of her, her eyes wide.

The woman smiled faintly: "Since you've decided to take this job, I'll come back in a week. I hope you
can give me some good news."

"Absolutely!" I had never been so obsequious to anyone before. "If we're not professional, then
there are no professionals in the country."

My initial arrogance was met with a sneer from the woman, but I didn't care and kept smiling.

Long after the woman left, I was still sitting there, chuckling to myself.

"Honey, is this job reliable?" Xiaoman asked worriedly.

"This woman is from Beijing." I couldn't stop smiling.

"Beijing? Where in Beijing?" she asked, confused.

I gave her a strange look, leaned closer, and whispered very carefully, "She's in the military
."

"Ah?" Xiaoman looked at me in surprise.

I nodded again to confirm, and told her in an even softer voice, "The Joint Chiefs of Staff."

"Really? Are you sure you're not a scammer?"

"That's easy." I took out my phone, dialed a number, and a few minutes later, said, "Confirmed
."

Seeing Xiaoman staring at me with wide eyes, I breathed a sigh of relief: "It's true."

For the next week or so, I felt like I was on drugs, completely lightheaded. Until the female officer
arrived again.

"Xu Jing." Her greeting was as efficient as her appearance.

I looked at her with surprise. She wore a light pink casual suit, which made her look tall and slender. Her tightly fitted chest was prominently displayed,
making me glance at her a few more times.

She gave me a cold look, her hand subtly covering her chest.

"I know your private lives are pretty messy." She deliberately kept her distance from us. "That's
none , but don't drag me into it."

This made me uncomfortable, so I took the opportunity to retort. She continued, "And you should be prepared
. You might be so caught up in your joy that you didn't notice the description of her in the file:
the mistress of drug lord Long Xianghui."

"You—" I snapped, about to explode, when Xiaoman quickly pulled me back.

"You'd better watch your words." I looked at her coldly. "Don't think you're so great just because you have a good figure, big breasts, and a
high status. For the time being, you're still my employee, and you have to listen to me!"

I suppressed my anger, turned and left, taking a few steps without turning back, saying, "And so
what if she's a drug lord's mistress? When I find her, she's still my wife."

Yu Qian remained noncommittal, only letting out a muffled snort, revealing her disdain.

This made me angry again, and just as I was about to say something, she changed the subject.

"How's the preparation going?" she asked.

I glanced at her, barely suppressing my anger: "Let's go upstairs."

"This is the plan." In the small conference room on the second floor, I handed her the plan I had worked on these past few nights,
where there was no need to worry about being eavesdropped on or monitored. I began to explain as she opened it.

"It's simple, just three steps. The first step is a month and a half of recovery training to get me back in
shape as quickly as possible." I turned to look at Xiaoman, "And then there's special training for her."

I had planned to go alone, but Xiaoman absolutely refused and

insisted on coming with me. "No way!" Yu Qian glanced at Xiaoman and immediately objected.

"You don't get to decide." Xiaoman looked at her smugly, then at me.

I nodded. "She has to go."

"You—"

"Second step," I interrupted her loudly, "The company has been doing well lately, and
as a reward for the employees, my wife and I have decided to take a long vacation. We'll spend
three days on the beautiful island of Lipe, and then head to Malaysia from there. Third step, bam!"

I made an explosive gesture: "After this personal mission, we'll fly straight to Prague
to begin our European tour."

Yu Qian pondered for a moment: "We were worried you might act rashly, but it seems
we weren't wrong about you." The pen in her hand danced between her slender fingers.

"I agree to your plan." She stood up. "Given the sophistication of your plan, we've decided to offer you
some assistance within our capabilities."

This made me a little excited. How could "small assistance" be from the Joint Chiefs of Staff? Yu Qian's next
words indeed delighted me.

"First, the military is currently co-organizing a military life experience activity with local authorities, and you will be invited as members of the
public . You've also been lucky enough to draw lots to experience special forces. Second," she
took two small notebooks from her shoulder bag, "these are gun licenses."

Wow! I almost shouted with excitement—this is amazing!

"Third, our colleagues in Thailand will provide all the equipment." She glanced at me, emphasizing
one point: "Including satellite monitoring equipment."

Holy crap, isn't this incredibly luxurious?! My mouth dropped open in astonishment.

"Fourth, a ship will take us directly into Malaysia, and they'll handle our entry
visas . Fifth, as the most direct support, I'll accompany you throughout the entire trip and
act as your guide within Malaysia."

"Huh?" This fifth point surprised me a bit, but as everyone expected, my objections were ineffective; she would participate
fully and go directly to Europe. As a supplement to the plan, Xiaoman and I's training time was increased to
two months, and Fatty and his girlfriend were also included. Of course, I wouldn't tell them the actual details,
just that it was a company benefit, and the expenses wouldn't be paid by me. From this, I could see
how much importance Yu Qian and the others placed on this mission, starting preparations so far in advance. However,
according , a heavyweight figure would also participate, but who it was wouldn't
be known until just before departure.

The next two months were both heaven and hell for those who had dreamed of joining the army.

The training was brutal; those instructors didn't treat us like new recruits at all, torturing me to the point of near death.

After being thoroughly tanned, Xiaoman was also tanned dark by the female instructor.

As a former police officer, I was exposed to many things I had never encountered before: timed
demolitions, directional demolitions, remote-controlled demolitions, airdrops, infiltration, and stealth... As for shooting, I was handling
world- : AK-47, M4A1, G36, FAMAS. I knew very well that this was to make
me adapt to the use of various firearms in the shortest possible time, which also foreshadowed the dangers behind it, but
I still shook my head with a smile: too extravagant, too wasteful.

Two months flew by. As a competent company receptionist and secretary, Xu Jing had already booked
our five-person trip to Thailand: me, Li Lei, Yu Xiaoman, Xu Jing, Fatty Feng Le, and my police officer
girlfriend Lin Meimei. Of course, there was another ticket, but we still didn't know who it belonged to.

The night before my departure, Fatty and Lin Meimei moved in early, saying it would save them from having to
travel . This guy is naturally oblivious; he seems to have forgotten the past and we're like brothers
.

Surprisingly, Xu Jing also came, also to avoid having to meet up the next day.

Excited, Fatty and Lin Meimei didn't fall asleep until midnight. But I couldn't sleep at all. I picked up
my watch ; it was almost 1 a.m. I sat up, glanced at Xiaoman sleeping soundly beside me, and quietly
got out of bed.

In the computer room on the third floor, I'd been sitting in front of the computer for almost an hour, staring at the
external hard drive in front of me—ever since Qini disappeared, it had become a taboo subject, like a curse calling me to
open it, but I'd never had the courage. So, for so long, it had lay alone in the corner,
unawakened . But tonight, I finally mustered the courage to open this Pandora's box.

After hesitating a few times, I finally clicked on the external hard drive. It was over 1TB! How good must Long
Xianghui's body be?

I randomly opened a few files; they were all of Long Xianghui having sex with women. These women seemed to be
enjoying themselves, but the last few files weren't of Qini.

Strange. Something occurred to me. I clicked "Show hidden files," and sure enough, a hidden folder appeared
, encrypted, simply named "Baby."

I decrypted it and found it divided into several folders, labeled with time and event. The earliest was
from two months ago, labeled "Hot Spring," and the most recent was from two days ago, labeled "Villa."

I opened the earliest folder, "Hot Spring," which contained over a dozen videos arranged in chronological order.

I clicked on the first one, and Long Xianghui's face appeared on the screen. To be honest, if it weren't for his obviously
lustful expression, this 40-year-old man's square face was quite handsome.

"Hi, today is October 15th, we're at Qixianling Hot Springs right now." He waved to the camera.
It was back when Qini and Xiaoman were in Hainan, and from the camera's angle, it was even clear someone
was filming!

He was currently sitting in the rest area, and in the distance, Qini could be vaguely seen
chatting and laughing .

"You can't bring your phone in, so you can't see the footage. Keep your GoPro steady later," Long Xianghui
said, looking up, clearly addressing the person filming. Apparently, they had smuggled their GoPro in. The camera panned
up and down a few times, seemingly nodding.

In the footage, Long Xianghui glanced back at Qini and the others, seeing them standing up. He waved to
the camera and followed them. The screen suddenly cut off, and when it reopened, the scene had changed to the hot spring area. It
was late October, just past the peak tourist season, and the hot springs weren't crowded. Wearing loose swim trunks, Long
Xianghui looked around for the camera, seemingly finding nothing. He then began searching along the poolside.
Along the way, employees bowed and greeted him, seemingly oblivious to the cameraman's attempts to hide the lens, as no one
noticed the person behind him holding a GoPro.

Soon, Long Xianghui spotted his target. Perhaps to avoid being bothered by male employees, Qini and two
close female colleagues were soaking in a small pool in a corner of the hot spring area. Surrounded by waist-high plants and with a wooden hut
behind them , they were easily missed.

"There they are," Long Xianghui said softly to the camera, pointing into the distance, and then strolled over.

In the small hot spring pool, two other female employees sat opposite Qini, the three of them chatting and laughing. Qini's upper body, clad in
a bikini , was above the water's surface. She wasn't scooping up hot spring water to splash on her chest. Her purple bikini
wasn't the particularly sexy type; given her bust size, she wouldn't need padding in a regular bra, and
this one was no exception. It was also a semi-covering style; most people would be lucky to show a cleavage, but on her , almost half her breasts were spilling out, glistening in the hot spring water. 　　Long Xianghui strode over and stepped into the hot spring. 　　"Mr. Long, Manager Xiang." Upon noticing their arrival, the women greeted them . From their titles, I finally realized the photographer was Xiang Jin, the external relations manager. 　　"You're here," Long Xianghui nodded to them. "The environment here is quite nice." 　　"Yes, it's very comfortable," one of the female employees replied. 　　Long Xianghui simply nodded without speaking, while Xiang Jin remained silent throughout. The atmosphere in the hot tub was a little awkward. The two female employees seemed to sense the tension and stood up. "Um, let's go soak over there." 　　Qi Ni seemed to sense it too and stood up, preparing to leave with them. 　　"You're Xiao Su, right?" Long Xianghui suddenly spoke, his eyes fixed on Qi Ni's chest. 　　"Hello, Mr. Long." Qi Ni nervously covered her chest with her hands, avoiding his gaze, her eyes darting outside the pool. 　　"How are things? Getting used to the company?" Seeing her respond, Long Xianghui went over and sat down next . 　　"It's alright, thank you." Qi Ni shifted slightly to the side. 　　Long Xianghui had a strange smile on his face and didn't follow. "I heard from your manager, Mr. Xiang, that you're quite capable, right, Mr. Xiang?" 　　"Yes, Xiao Su's English is indeed quite good; she's considered a key figure in the company." A man behind the camera chimed in; it was Xiang Jin. 　　"Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Xiang." Qi Ni nodded tautly in gratitude.

"Young people with your abilities deserve serious attention from the company." As he spoke, Long Xianghui
stood up from the hot tub, glanced around to make sure no one was watching, then took a few steps back and sat down.
This time, he sat directly on the edge of the tub behind and to the side of Qini. The camera showed him
brazenly sticking his head out to look down at Qini's deep cleavage. Qini noticed and quickly
covered herself.

"Xiao Su has a great figure, the legendary devilish figure. I've seen so many beauties, but
none can compare to you," he blatantly praised.

Qini covered her chest and forced a smile.

"Your husband is so lucky to have such a treasure," Long Xianghui swallowed hard. "

Mr. Long, Manager Xiang, you two soak, I'll go over there." Long Xianghui's increasingly blatant teasing clearly made Qini
flustered. She timidly greeted him and stood up, clutching her chest, ready to leave.

"Where are you going?" Long Xianghui suddenly grabbed her hand.

"Excuse me, Mr. Long, you said yourself I'm a married woman." Qini struggled, but didn't raise
enough alarm. She clearly thought that in this public hot spring bath in broad daylight, Long Xianghui wouldn't dare do anything
. Then, Long Xianghui's next move left her, and me watching on screen, speechless.

"I like married women!" Long Xianghui grabbed her hand and flung her back into the bath
. Before Qini could react, she slipped and fell in again.

With a "splash," water splashed across the screen. Qini frantically tried to get out of the bath,
coughing and choking on water. She wiped her face, about to say something, when she let out
a soft and was pulled back into Long Xianghui's arms.

Long Xianghui covered her mouth tightly with one hand to prevent her from crying out, while his other hand
groped . Qini tried to push him away in fear, but her panic was chaotic and disorganized. Seeing the man's hand touch
her soft breasts several times, in the midst of the struggle, Long Xianghui seized an opportunity, forcefully pushing her hand away
and then quickly thrusting his hand diagonally down above her chest, squeezing into her bikini top and grabbing her breasts
.

"Ugh...ugh..." Qini struggled violently with her mouth covered, but how could she escape the man's
rough caresses from behind? Her full breasts seemed to be a handle in the man's hands, becoming a
point of leverage used to restrain her. As Long Xianghui's hands gripped Qini, one above and one in the middle,
the other hand, pressing against her breasts, took the opportunity to knead them wantonly. Although hidden by the fabric, I
could tell from the proportions that during this kneading, the man's fingers must have also been pinching the hidden nipples between
them , as his index and middle fingers were rapidly alternating behind the thin fabric of her bra.

Qini's body twisted violently, desperately trying to push away Long Xianghui's hands with all her might, only
to be met with even more forceful kneading. Her soft breasts, squeezed out from between his fingers, undulated and deformed under his grasp, much like
an experienced pastry chef skillfully kneading a large lump of tender white dough.

Qini cried out in alarm but couldn't make a sound, struggling but unable to escape Long Xianghui's clutches
. In desperation, she opened her mouth and bit down hard on his tiger's mouth.

"Ah—" Long Xianghui cried out in pain, but still remembered not to make a sound.

As soon as Long Xianghui jerked his hand away in pain, Qini
seized the opportunity to push him away forcefully, quickly scrambled to her feet, and rushed towards the edge of the pool. However, Long Xianghui reacted with unexpected speed, swiftly reaching back and grabbing
the waistband of her bikini bottoms. With the combined force of Qini's upward momentum and Long Xianghui's downward pull, Qini
's bottoms were instantly pulled down to her thighs, exposing her two plump, white, round buttocks
to the air. A glimpse of red thread between her legs even flashed in front of the camera.

Qini let out a soft "Ah!" and quickly retreated. If it weren't for the row of nearly human-sized
tropical plants in front of the pool, that sudden movement would have been enough to give many people a nosebleed; she wouldn't have dared to run out naked.

Almost entirely due to Long Xianghui's grip on her bottom, Qini was forced back into the pool. Long Xianghui
chuckled smugly, continuing his actions. Qini, terrified, clutched her chest tightly, trying to deny him any
chance, only to find that this devilish man had turned his attack underwater.

With a splash, the camera suddenly sank underwater, then seemed to adjust itself
before rising again, hovering at a perfect angle, half underwater and half above water
. Clearly, this wasn't the first time Xiangjin

had done this. Watching this scene from two years ago, longing, sadness, bitterness, and excitement
surged .

I swallowed hard, a fire burning in my chest, making me restless and angry, with an
urge to roar, to smash, to vent my frustration. I felt waves of longing and tearing pain coursing through my heart, yet my hand involuntarily
pulled down my pants, revealing my already rock-hard erection, and reached out to grasp it, only to hear
a heavy sigh behind me.

(30)

I turned around with a start and saw Xiaoman standing behind me in a silk nightgown.

"Xiaoman..." I murmured, not knowing what to say.

"Husband..." she shook her head helplessly, "You're really hopeless."

Her reproach made me feel ashamed. Just as I was wondering what to say, I saw her sway her hips and walk over
to , squeeze down next to me, slap my hand away, and then naturally grasp my hardness. I
looked at her in surprise, but dared not make any other move.

When I turned my attention back to the computer screen, I clearly felt the penis in Xiaoman's hand
rise again.

In the screen, above the water, Long Xianghui's hands were hanging in the hot spring water, his body half leaning on Qini. Qini
looked weak and panicked, one hand covering her chest, and the other hand was also in the water. To an
outsider , it would look like the two were communicating quietly. But below the water, the two were engaged in a fierce battle.

Below the waterline, Long Xianghui was pulling on the edge of Qini's panties, trying to pull them down. Qini held on tightly to the other
side, resisting fiercely. Due to the water resistance, Long Xianghui's brute force wasn't very effective at this moment.
Even when he forcibly used his other hand to flip Qini's body upwards, he could only manage to pull the hem of her pants down to her buttocks a few times,
exposing half of her bottom before Qini desperately pulled it back.

After several unsuccessful attempts, Long Xianghui tried a different approach, continuing to pull her body upwards
. After several attempts, he finally got Qini leaning sideways in the hot tub. His left hand seemed to be trying to pull down Qini's
panties . Qini, who was almost lifted from the water, was so frightened that she clung tightly to the edge of her panties,
trying to sink her body to the bottom and use the weight of her plump buttocks to press down on the panties. At the same time,
she block Long Xianghui's movements. But unexpectedly, this did exactly what Long Xianghui wanted.
As soon as her legs parted, Long Xianghui's right hand, which had been helping his left hand, suddenly extended a thick, long middle finger and reached directly behind her buttocks,
skillfully pressing against the narrow crotch of her panties between her legs.

The sneak attack on her core sent a shiver down Qini's spine, but she couldn't escape Long Xianghui
's control. His middle finger stubbornly pressed against the crotch of her pants, using subtle force to knead it with his fingertip. Slowly
, as he kneaded, a slit could be seen gradually emerging from the pulled-out strip of fabric. Long
Xianghui's middle finger was kneading back and forth in the middle of that slit.

With this kneading, Qini's resistance weakened. Her hand, which had once been able to push Long Xianghui away, now
only had the last bit of strength to barely hold him back, preventing him from leaning completely against her.

Below the water's surface, her lower body had been completely flipped over by Long Xianghui. At this moment, Long Xianghui was
helping her. Instead of trying to pull down Qini's panties, he was helping her lift them up, even
using more force than she did. As he pulled, the middle of her panties gradually became a narrow strip of
fabric, which seemed to sink between Qini's legs and begin to rub against her as Long Xianghui rhythmically pulled them up.
This move was clearly too much for Qini to bear. She weakly continued to try to push Long Xianghui away, but it was all in
vain. Upon closer inspection, it didn't seem like she was trying to block Long Xianghui; rather, it looked like she was putting her hands on his shoulders
to maintain her balance as Long Xianghui pulled up her pants and rubbed her crotch, so as not to drown.

Long Xianghui's fingers tirelessly rubbed between Qini's legs through the strip of cloth. Gradually,
even in the water, the color of the cloth where his fingers had repeatedly touched became darker. First, the central
line, then slowly, as if something had seeped in, radiated out into a thin oval.

Qini's resistance weakened, and more often than not, her hand gestures seemed to indicate
resistance rather than actual struggle. She lowered her head, pleading, one hand on her chin, appearing so
weak and helpless, which only made my erection even more aroused.

After another round of fingertip massage, Long Xianghui roughly pushed Qini away. Qini's body
floated upwards due to the buoyancy of the water. Taking advantage of this opening, Long Xianghui quickly pulled Qini's
panties off her buttocks, exposing her plump, white buttocks to the camera again, causing Qini
to struggle in panic, but by then, it was too late.

"No...please...no..." Qini pleaded in a low voice, but to no avail.

In a few moments, amidst Qini's frantic kicking, Long Xianghui easily
pulled her small panties from below her ankles.

"Ah—" Qini shrank back in panic, crossing her legs and lying on her side, one hand clutching tightly between her
thighs.

Long Xianghui said nothing, only smiling triumphantly as he played with Qini's panties, occasionally
taking a deep breath of their intoxication.

At this moment, voices came from off-screen. On screen, Long Xianghui also turned his head nervously, putting
his hand holding Qini's panties into the water. The camera off-screen also sank into the water.

A short while later, several feet appeared at the edge of the pool in the viewfinder.

"Mr. Long, you're here." A muffled greeting came from the screen; because the camera was pointed
underwater, the surface was obscured, but these appeared to be company employees.

Seemingly sensing the slightly awkward atmosphere, the employees exchanged a few pleasantries and left. If
they had lingered a little longer, they could have easily noticed that the
woman in the sexy bikini next to Long Xianghui was actually completely naked beneath the water.

The employees didn't go far; when the camera rose above the water again,
their in the pool about ten meters away.

Long Xianghui glanced at his colleagues not far away, and sensing they weren't paying attention, he took Qini's panties out
of the water, hooked them on his fingers, and flicked them in front of Qini, a smug, lewd smile on his face.

Qini timidly covered her chest with one hand and reached out to grab her underwear with the other, but Long Xianghui smugly
dodged it. He then continued to wave the underwear in front of her, enticing Qini to grab it again. Each time, it seemed she
was just a hair's breadth away from getting it back, but each time Long Xianghui dodged it by just an inch.
Once, in her desperation, Qini almost stood up, and a small, dark patch between her legs was instantly exposed above the water
. Just as she was about to grab it, Qini suddenly realized something, glanced at the camera in panic, and quickly
retreated back into the water.

"Please, give it back to me," Qini pleaded.

"I can give it back," Long Xianghui said smugly, glancing at the purple panties swaying between his fingers
before at Qini's hopeful eyes. "But not this one." He chuckled lewdly and slowly
stuffed Qini's panties into his swim trunk pocket, then pulled a small wad of black cloth from the other pocket. "This is
it." It was a thong, but aside from a tiny,
almost transparent black mesh about two fingers wide at the crotch, the rest was just a few thin strips of fabric, the kind that even
a child could easily tear.

Yet, this thin thong was now Qini's only means of modesty. She
hesitated only slightly before taking it and quickly putting it on underwater. Perhaps in her mind,
something was better than nothing. But she seemed to have forgotten that sometimes something, even a little bit, can arouse a man
's animalistic instincts more effectively than nothing at all. Just off-screen, I clearly heard the sound of a man swallowing. It was Xiang Jin, who had
been filming. I think at that moment, he was already fully aroused, but he was too afraid to make a move.
Already.

Just as Qini finished putting on her thin thong and hadn't even had a chance to adjust herself, Long Xianghui yanked her up and
forcefully pushed her ashore.

"Ah—" Qini gasped, quickly hiding
behind , one hand outstretched to cover her buttocks.

"Damn, she's gorgeous." Long Xianghui swallowed
hard . The camera swayed slightly, seemingly in
agreement.

Indeed, at that moment, Qini, in a panic, hid behind the plants, peeking out to see if anyone was
watching . Because the plants weren't very tall, she could only lean forward slightly, causing her buttocks to stick
out. Her fair skin, the graceful curve of her slender waist, and her buttocks, spread out boldly to the sides, created
a mesmerizing scene. Especially her round, full buttocks, resembling a ripe peach, upside down
on her pink legs. Between the dazzling white peach, a thin black ribbon ran from top to bottom, disappearing into
the crevice, exuding an unusual allure that even I, watching from the camera, felt a mesmerizing fascination.

This scene and beauty clearly shocked the two people in the pool. The camera froze there, and Long Xianghui's
mouth was wide open, staring in disbelief for a long time.

"Damn it." After a full ten seconds of fascination, Long Xianghui seemed to snap out of his daze. "She's
a monster!" he exclaimed again, standing up from the pool. His pants bulged high, just like mine, or even higher, as I
watched the video.

Long Xianghui stood behind the half-naked Qini, his fingers spread, slowly and greedily grasping her bare
buttocks.

Qini twisted in fear, reaching behind her to try and stop him, her buttocks clenching tightly, trying her best
not to expose her most private parts to another man's eyes. However, she still couldn't straighten up; her buttocks remained
facing Long Xianghui.

As if demonstrating, Long Xianghui grabbed Qini's buttocks, using his thumbs as a fulcrum, and forcefully
pulled them . Qini clenched desperately, and in desperation, Long Xianghui had to release her. When Qini relaxed slightly,
he exerted force again, pulling her apart and forcing her to clench again.

After several repetitions, although a small, dark red chrysanthemum peeked
out from both sides of the thin black cloth, Long Xianghui actually felt his hands getting tired. He loosened his grip and shook them, demonstrating the
immense strength with which Qini was clenching her arms.

Seeing that he couldn't pry her open, Long Xianghui changed his approach. With his palms facing up, he grasped the lower part of Qini
's buttocks, alternately lifting and shaking her flesh with both hands. Her round, full buttocks rippled with each shake
. I don't know how this shaking felt to Qini, but I saw that amidst this shaking, grasping,
stroking , and massaging, Qini reached back and covered Long Xianghui's hands that were holding her buttocks, trying to stop
him.

Long Xianghui seemed tired. He whispered something in Qini's ear, and Qini turned her head sharply,
shaking her head frantically in terror. Long Xianghui ignored her and forcibly pulled her away. Startled, Qini
frantically .
Judging from the astonished expressions of her colleague in another hot spring pool who had inadvertently witnessed this, it was utterly futile. How could a delicate hand possibly conceal such a plump, juicy bottom
? Who couldn't see that incredibly thin strip of black cloth?

With a splash, the camera zoomed out; Xiang Jin must have stood up too. Then the video
abruptly stopped .

I stared blankly at the black screen.

"Want to watch again?" Xiaoman asked.

I took a deep breath and silently nodded.

Xiaoman then opened the second video.

The scene flashed, and the camera panned to a different location. This was a semi-open hot tub, located
not far from where the previous one had been. It appeared to be inside a small, detached wooden cabin, divided into indoor and outdoor
sections . The indoor tub seemed larger, with people chatting and laughing inside. The outdoor tub was much smaller, barely
accommodating four people, separated by frosted, semi-transparent glass on either side.

At that moment, Qi Ni was being forced to sit by the tub by Long Xianghui, one hand on her lap, the other grasping Long
Xianghui's hand and pushing her outwards. Although her posture was slightly contorted, her figure was undeniably curvaceous, with a smooth, rounded
waist , connecting to her shoulders and chest, and extending down to her full, rounded buttocks, resembling a hyperbola. From
the front, two symmetrical, shallow indentations flank her navel, dividing her abdomen into two
parts . It was the epitome of a woman's curves.

Qini's legs were spread wide open, a tiny patch of black veil
barely covering her most intimate parts, with her groin exposed in shallow lines, making one's
heart race. Even more arousing was the man's large hand between her legs, pressing against the veil in
a circular motion, kneading and rubbing. At the point where his index finger stopped, a small patch of dark skin peeked through the thin veil.

After focusing on the two for a moment, the camera shook slightly before shifting focus to Qini's legs
. I knew GoPro couldn't zoom, meaning that at that moment, besides Long Xianghui
kneading her legs, Xiang Jin had also brought the camera very close.

Above the camera, Qini's hands, powerless and helpless, gave up resistance, resting loosely on her legs,
allowing the man to knead her. As his fingers forcefully rubbed, strands of curly hair were occasionally pulled and peeked out from
behind , while her most intimate area remained hidden by his fingers.

When the camera shifted again, Long Xianghui could be seen with one leg in front of the other across Qini's thighs, explaining why her
legs were spread so wide. One hand continued to circle between Qini's fair and delicate legs through the black veil, the pressure
revealing small indentations in her flesh. Qini braced herself against the edge of the pool behind her, trying to push away
Long Xianghui's intrusive hand with the other, her body swaying and drifting away under his caresses.

Long Xianghui lewdly continued to stimulate Qini, who had already begun to sob, by pressing and stimulating her with his hand. This prolonged
stimulation brought tears to Qini's eyes. She painfully tilted her head back, glancing desperately and blankly at
the tightly closed frosted glass door not far away. When she looked back, her brows were furrowed, and she bit her red lips in suppressed anger. Just moments ago...
The hand that had been pushing against Long Xianghui's arm returned to her mouth, seemingly trying to hide her sobs and helplessness.

Just then, she realized that Long Xianghui was no longer satisfied with massaging her through the veil;
he was now caressing her lower abdomen, trying to probe inside the black veil. Her waist twisted in terror, and her hand, which had been covering her red lips, frantically reached down and grabbed Long Xianghui
's wrist. Less than two seconds after briefly grabbing his hand, Long Xianghui slapped her hand away, grabbed the waistband of her thong
with one hand around her waist, and firmly and quickly slipped his other hand inside the last vestige of her black veil.

Under the lens, several uneven, rounded protrusions inexplicably appeared behind the black veil between Qini's legs. These were the marks of
a man's hand, caressing her up and down. To facilitate the exertion, his thumb and little finger were spread wide,
protruding from behind the veil, while the middle three fingers were gripping Qini's center, continuously and forcefully pressing and pulling. Where his fingers passed,
the black veil was stretched high, revealing a faint black edge.

Long Xianghui's fingers continued to press and swirl, the transparent black veil and dark fingers
creating an eerily alluring effect against the backdrop of her delicate, white skin.

At this moment, Qini could no longer sit still; her body involuntarily twisted and trembled. She dared not look at the man
beside her , much less at the camera, turning her head to the other side, tears welling in her eyes, her cherry lips tightly pressed together, truly
embodying the phrase, "Her fragrant face glistened with dew, her graceful figure concealed her jade-like soul." One of her hands was half-clinging to
the arm of Long Xianghui's hand, which was rubbing between her legs, barely managing to keep herself from collapsing. The other hand covered her mouth,
weeping silently, a sight that was heartbreaking, painful, and intoxicating...

Xiaoman's hand began to gently stroke my penis. When I looked at her, she turned her head,
a strange spark flashing in her eyes—I knew she was also feeling a little uneasy. I reached out and pulled her into my arms, my hand
slipping under her nightgown; sure enough, it was wet.

"Little vixen," I whispered in her ear, then bit her earlobe.

"Mmm," she murmured, her stroking motion quickening.

"Aren't you afraid I'll make you lose it in a few strokes?" I asked, biting her ear.

"I know you've been afraid to watch these videos all these years, afraid you'd get overwhelmed with endless
longing." Xiaoman's words were tender, yet they clashed terribly with her hand movements. "
We're going to see her tomorrow, so you can do whatever you want tonight." I kissed her tenderly, then said nothing more.

On the computer screen, a sudden "whoosh" sound came from behind, and the frosted glass door of the partition was
opened . Long Xianghui and Qini, who were sitting by the pool, were startled and turned to look to their sides, their bodies moving in perfect
unison as they slipped into the hot tub.

It was a strange couple who peeked in, said something, and then retreated
, closing the door behind them.

Long Xianghui didn't relax; instead, he continued to observe the partition door with
slight moving.

Qini, sitting in the water, pushed Long Xianghui's hand away, shaking her head and crying as she did so. Then, in vain,
she was pulled into Long Xianghui's arms. She couldn't help but cry out, her hands still clinging to Long Xianghui's arm. She turned her head
again to look at the partition door, the frosted glass door quietly closed, no one else coming to disturb her. She turned
back in despair.

In the scene, this time, Qini's turn back was different from before, because when she turned back, she closed
her eyes , almost leaning against Long Xianghui's chest, her brows furrowed, letting out a few muffled groans in discomfort.

"Is it good?" Long Xianghui leaned out from behind and asked her.

"Please, let me go, don't..." Her pleas
were interrupted by another round of shaking of Long Xianghui's arm.

The camera slowly slid down to the surface of the water. In the clear, transparent water, Qini's legs were spread wide open, the man's hand
still fiddling with the black veil between her legs. But this time, you could clearly see his middle finger
sticking up , then probing deeply inside, as if it had caught something, sinking in, being enveloped. Then came a
deep, forceful grip that made Qini tremble all over, causing droplets of water and bubbles to rise from the water's surface.

Above the surface, Qini clung to Long Xianghui's arm, tightly covering her mouth, seemingly trying to stifle
any sound . Her head was slightly lowered, looking at the hand gripping her legs underwater, shaking her head helplessly.
The expression on her face gradually shifted from desperate pain to a different kind of restrained pain, or perhaps a hesitant and conflicted mix of
pain and pleasure.

"I'm going to do you," Long Xianghui said viciously, seemingly unable to hold back any longer.

Qini covered her mouth, sobbing silently as she shook her head, but with the sudden acceleration of his grip, she trembled so violently she
could barely support herself, her head involuntarily resting on his shoulder. Her tightly furrowed brows suddenly relaxed, and though
her eyes remained closed , a hint of dazedness could be seen.

Slowly, Qini's tears stopped, her sobbing ceased, her brows relaxed, leaving only her
last vestige and the trembling of her body as the man's hand moved. Later, she stopped covering her mouth. Although her hand was still near
her mouth, she lowered her head and gently bit her index finger. While fiddling with it, she seemed to discover something, and started sobbing again,
shaking her head weakly.

Long Xianghui keenly sensed Qini's change and withdrew his hand. Qini
had just breathed a sigh of relief when he wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, pulled her up, and flipped her bikini bra up,
instantly revealing a pair of soft, white breasts.

"Ah!" Qini exclaimed, pressing down on Long Xianghui's hands that were covering her breasts, whether to
pull them away or just to cover up the shame.

"They're fucking big, and so round." Long Xianghui completely grasped her breasts, still with a large area of the mound still
exposed. "You tell me, right?"

"Mmm," the man off-camera replied with difficulty.

"Jealous, aren't you?" Long Xianghui looked smugly at the camera. "Stay close to me, and
you'll always find someone as exquisite as this." His fingers danced across Qini's rosy nipples.

Qini's areolas were small and pale, making her rosy nipples appear delicately pink. Under his
nimble fingers, her nipples swelled from tiny grapes into large dates,
luscious and tempting.

Long Xianghui greedily leaned forward, his mouth opening wide, and in this semi-public
hot tub where someone could easily enter, he took Qini's erect nipple into his mouth, making "slurping" sounds as he licked it, occasionally...
He spat out her nipple, circling the areola at the base of it with his tongue. Qini cradled his head, tilting it back,
her body writhing in discomfort, her legs clamped together.

"No...please don't...not here..." A panicked voice suddenly came from the screen.
It turned out that Long Xianghui had finally lost his temper and was trying to pull off his swim trunks. Her last words were barely audible, but
Long Xianghui still heard them. He thought for a moment, stood up, and pulled Qini outside. Qini had no choice but to cover her buttocks
again and follow him out.

The video ended again. Before I could speak, Xiaoman had already opened the third video.

It was a quiet corridor in an unknown location, with no one on either side, seemingly a secluded
spot within the hot springs.

Long Xianghui pulled Qini forward, but Qini fearfully covered her buttocks, pulling back desperately. However, she couldn't
withstand the man's strength and could only follow him, occasionally glancing back nervously. Her plump buttocks trembled with each step
, making one want to bite them.

Near the end of the corridor was a corner with several rattan chairs. Beyond that was a completely transparent glass lounge with no other
passageways . Clearly, this corridor was the only way to the glass lounge, but
no one had come yet. Outside the glass lounge was the public hot spring area.

As they approached the glass lounge, Long Xianghui still didn't stop. Qini, terrified, desperately tried to back away,
but was still pulled to the edge of the glass lounge and forcefully pushed into it by Long Xianghui. The
half-naked Qini jumped back as if she had stepped on a landmine.

"Please, don't..." Qini pleaded.

Long Xianghui chuckled and pressed her against the wall beside the glass lounge. Although it was considered a corridor
, it was only half a step into the glass lounge, meaning anyone looking up could see
what was happening in the corridor.

Qini's buttocks pressed against the wall, she tucked in her stomach and bent over, struggling again, trying to use her body to resist the man's invasion.
But the man turned her to his side and pushed her, so that he was now behind her, his back to the glass lounge. Qini looked panicked towards
the other end of the corridor, her hands flailing helplessly in front of her chest, her body still bent forward as Long Xianghui pressed
her buttocks against him.

Long Xianghui was also looking towards the other end of the corridor, worried that someone might come, but this tense stimulation only
fueled his animalistic desires. Behind Qini, he reached forward and grabbed the thin straps of her thong,
pulling it up forcefully to make the sheer fabric cling to her skin as tightly as possible. A dark patch at the bottom
was clearly visible through the clinging fabric, a unique kind of lewdness.

Qini didn't know how to resist his inexplicable intrusions until she was pushed against
the wall . Long Xianghui pulled down her bikini bra, exposing her full breasts to the air once more. Her
nipples, not yet fully healed, remained erect, the small indentations clearly visible. Long Xianghui grabbed and kneaded her breasts, kneading them forcefully, changing their shape

in his hands . 　　"It hurts..." Qini groaned softly, her face tense as she looked towards the corridor. Her hand had barely lowered when Long Xianghui pushed it away again, then took one nipple into his mouth and licked it, while his fingers teased the other. Besides the nipple, Long Xianghui didn't miss any corner of Qini's breast, licking every part of it with his tongue. 　　Qini contracted her abdomen violently, yet seemed to arch her chest again, covering her mouth with her hand and shaking her head in discomfort, as if trying to shake off the inappropriate pleasure in her mind. 　　Long Xianghui finally couldn't hold back any longer. He straightened up and roughly turned Qini around, shoving her against the wall . 　　As if knowing what was about to happen, Qini cried again. However, this time, besides crying, she didn't struggle or think of escaping. She just stood weakly against the wall, letting Long Xianghui squat behind . 　　Long Xianghui seemed to be observing Qini's lower body from behind. Although Qini's buttocks were tightly clenched, he still forcibly pried open her buttocks again , pulling away the last thin strip of black cloth. 　　In an instant, a dark red chrysanthemum bloomed before the camera. Not far in front of it, a small, babbling brook was also revealed. In the shot, Qini instinctively reached out to cover herself, but was pushed away. He displayed her spread buttocks, anus, and slit in front of the camera as if showcasing a work of art . The deep red folds and tiny bumps around the anus were clearly visible. 　　Qini writhed restlessly, unable to escape Long Xianghui's clutches. Instead, Long Xianghui lifted the black veil at her bottom , revealing most of her rose-red slit. It was pink, smooth, and the long, thin folds were neatly arranged, like loyal guards, as if blocking intruders or welcoming guests. 　　Then, Long Xianghui extended his index finger. His fingertip lightly touched The light wasn't great, but a tiny glitter could still be seen at the point where his finger touched the vulva. Long Xianghui smiled at the camera, his middle finger gently sliding up and down her vulva, rubbing it. Watching the glistening flesh , he flicked his finger forward, disappearing into the crevice, then thrust violently, causing Qini to tremble violently, her breasts swaying and bouncing. She could only lean against the wall with one hand, her other fist pressed against her lips, suppressing any sound. 　　Suddenly, voices came from the other end of the corridor. Four or five men and women walked out, chatting and laughing Startled, Long Xianghui immediately stopped what he was doing. Qini, also alarmed, pressed herself against the wall, anxiously listening to see if the group would come. 　　Fortunately, they didn't come. Instead, they stopped by a door in the middle of the corridor, exchanged a few words , and then went inside, unaware of what was happening at the end of the corridor. 　　The departure of the tourists allowed Long Xianghui and Qini to breathe a sigh of relief. Then, Long Xianghui began to poke at Qini's vulva with his index finger. This time, he poke faster and harder. Under the irresistible pleasure of this poke, Qini's expression changed. Her eyes were closed, her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and her lips were slightly open. It was an uncontrollable pain and pleasure. Her body trembled and convulsed violently, making it almost impossible for her to stand. Her buttocks were obviously sinking down, and she was half-squatting with her legs spread apart. It was clear that she was covering her lips with her fist, trying desperately to suppress herself from making a sound, but from deep in her throat, she could not control the low moans that came out.

Then, Long Xianghui suddenly exerted force, accelerating his hand movements to the extreme, like a 100-meter sprint.

"Ah..." Qini's mouth finally opened wide, a sob escaping her lips, emitting
a moan that was both a cry and a pleasure, her body convulsing violently—this state was so familiar to me; she had actually
reached her first orgasm under the man's finger penetration.

When Long Xianghui quickly withdrew his fingers at Qini's peak, Qini's legs gave way,
and she collapsed onto the carpet, head bowed, weeping.

However, Long Xianghui showed no pity whatsoever; instead, he became even more excited. He walked up
to Qini, yanked down his pants, revealing his thick, erect penis, half-squatted down, and
grabbed her hair without any tenderness. Qini weakly tried to dodge, but his penis was forcibly
shoved into her mouth.

She wanted to vomit in disgust, but Long Xianghui grabbed her head with both hands. Ignoring whether she could hold it,
he used her mouth like a vulva, thrusting in and out.

During his thrusts, Qini made dry gagging sounds, but Long Xianghui ignored them.
He held Qini's head with both hands, moving his hips back and forth, thrusting into her mouth, occasionally tilting his head back and letting out
pleasurable moans.

Unable to break free, Qini had no choice but to adjust her body, lying on all fours in
front of Long Xianghui's crotch. To make herself a little more comfortable, she spread her legs apart,
which rubbing against her sensitive spot again, caused her buttocks to twitch involuntarily from the inside out.

The man's penis roughly went in and out of her mouth, making a "gurgling" sound. A sticky substance, possibly a
mixture of male semen and her saliva, dripped from the corner of Qini's mouth, landing
on her ample breasts. Tears mingled with the sticky fluid that had accidentally gotten on her face, creating a humiliating
beauty.

"Damn, ah... I'm going to heaven... It feels so fucking good." Long Xianghui endured the indescribable
pleasure. "Damn, I'm almost sucked dry... Ouch... Baby... Baby... You're so amazing
... I'm going to fuck you... I'm going to fuck you to death!" He couldn't hold back any longer, forcefully
pulling and even slapping her face with his hand, leaving her face covered in sticky fluid.

Long Xianghui released Qini, quickly walked to the end of the corridor, pulled over a wicker chair, placed it in the middle of the corridor, and pulled the
limp Qini up.

Realizing that this was her final surrender, Qini cried, but still obediently followed Long Xianghui's
instructions , kneeling and leaning on the back of the wicker chair.

"Baby, I'm coming." Long Xianghui's voice trembled slightly with excitement. The camera panned
to Long Xianghui already holding his penis.

Seeing his penis so closely for the first time, Xiaoman and I were both quite surprised: it was really big.
A man's hand could only grasp about a third of the base, with two-thirds still exposed,
especially the glans, which was the size of an egg and resembled a menacing dragon's head.

Qini was still sobbing, her buttocks drooping unconsciously, seemingly trying to deceive herself by using her posture to resist
the man 's intrusion, but the man's hand scooped up her lower body, causing her to shudder and lift her buttocks. A thick, menacing
penis was already swiftly pressing against her buttocks.

"Look, it's all wet." Long Xianghui slapped his large penis
a few times on Qini's slightly upturned, plump buttocks. The camera zoomed in, and sure enough, Qini's vagina, which should have been tightly closed, was slightly open, revealing
the tender bud that was usually hidden. The area around her vagina was delicate and wet.

Long Xianghui didn't show it any further, but impatiently grasped his penis, aimed it, rubbed it gently for a while, and then
squeezed into Qini's peach blossom cave from behind.

"Mmm..." A suppressed groan indicated that the beauty beneath him was on the verge of succumbing, yet at this moment, most of
the man 's penis was still exposed.

"So tight! Damn, are you married? How can you be so tight?" After penetrating a third of the way, Long Xianghui
seemed afraid to go any further, fearing he would lose control. With a surprised exclamation, he tilted his head back, closed his eyes tightly, and quietly savored
the intoxicating tightness and warmth for a while before slowly beginning to thrust. After only three or four thrusts, he had
uncontrollably disappeared entirely between Qini's buttocks. The fact that his slow, even insertion lasted for two or three
seconds indicated the length of his penis. No wonder, after he was fully inside, Qini could
n't hold back .

Qini slumped weakly against the back of the chair, her whole body convulsing uncontrollably as if electrocuted by Long Xianghui's slow thrusts.
Her eyes were slightly open, staring blankly at the ground, unfocused.

"Is it good?" Long Xianghui stopped his movements, immersing his penis inside Qini's vagina, and said smugly, "
Is it good ? So far, no woman has been able to resist my dragon spear." As he spoke, he began
to move slowly again, causing Qini to tremble once more. Her hand helplessly reached behind her, as if wanting him to slow down, but this only made him
speed up .

Qini lay there, one hand covering her
mouth , but her breathing became more and more rapid and heavy. Her other hand, which had been tightly clenched
into a fist, suddenly and inexplicably opened as it was repeatedly and forcefully thrust into her, her five fingers
stretching out as if searching for something in the void.

Long Xianghui grabbed Qini's slender wrist with one hand, and with a skillful movement that seemed to have been practiced a hundred times,
pulled Qini's soft, boneless arm behind her back. Her already slightly tall and shapely figure now
appeared even more slender, but also had a twisted beauty of being restrained. Intense excitement
flushed , veins bulged on her temples, as if a fire was burning in her throat, making her mouth dry, like
she had been wandering in an endless arid desert for days without a drop of water. She wanted to make a sound, but no
sound . Her hips moved involuntarily up and down, back and forth, to meet his thrusts. Her breasts, like water,
swayed back and forth under the pull of gravity.

"Mmm... Aww... Ah..." Qini finally couldn't help but moan softly. Once she started moaning,
she couldn't stop. With Long Xianghui's powerful thrusts, she let out soft moans and cries, like songs, like gentle whispers, truly
intoxicating. It clearly made Long Xianghui enjoy the sense of accomplishment and excitement of conquering this beauty even more.

"So good! So good! It's fucking so good!" Long Xianghui's face contorted as he thrust into her, panting from the
uncontrollable intensity, yet he continued tirelessly, his movements intoxicating and soul-stirring. "I
've never felt this good before! It's fucking worth it to have fucked such a precious beauty!"

Looking at the heartbreaking yet lewd images on the computer screen, Xiaoman and I also lost control. Without
much conversation, Xiaoman stood up, lifted the hem of her nightgown, parted the edge of her panties,
grasped my penis—obviously smaller than Long Xianghui's—and aimed it at her wet vulva. She tried to sit down, lifting
slightly to adjust, then sitting down again, and finally settling completely down.

Xiaoman braced herself on the chair armrests, her body rising and falling against me, her eyes glazed, while my
attention remained entirely on the computer.

At that moment, Long Xianghui had already made Qini stand up, and he himself sat in the wicker chair. Following Long Xianghui's instructions,
Qini sobbed as she straddled the rattan chair, her legs squatting between Long Xianghui's thighs. Once she was in position, Long Xianghui, supporting his
erect penis, aimed at Qini's already aroused vulva. With a thrust, his egg-sized glans sank in. He
held Qini's buttocks with both hands, pressing up and down, signaling her to move herself. Qini sobbed and shook her head, refusing. He gestured
again she still shook her head.

Long Xianghui grew annoyed, thrusting upwards, his penis penetrating further, and
slapped Qini's plump buttocks hard.

Qini could only sob helplessly, gently lifting her buttocks to pull Long Xianghui's enormous penis out partially.
Damn, it was so thick and long! It took a considerable amount of time for Qini to lift her buttocks to
pull to the glans. Then, crying, she slowly sat down again, demonstrating another obvious prolonged process
, before willingly swallowing his entire penis back into her vagina.

Qini was still sobbing, but her hips began to rise and fall noticeably.

I stared intently at the scenes on the computer screen, my hands gripping Xiaoman's waist tightly. As she moved with abandon,
my penis seemed to swell even more, as if to compete with Long Xianghui on the screen. I suddenly stood up
, shoved Xiaoman onto the computer desk, and thrust myself hard into her wet, slippery vagina, my eyes still
glued to the screen.

Watching Long Xianghui's thick, monstrous penis thrusting up and
down ; watching her pink labia, constantly gushing with juices,
blooming perfectly under Long Xianghui's brutal thrusting, the thin black cloth that should have protected her genitals hanging helplessly to one side,
draped diagonally over her buttocks; watching her moist, juicy honey pot, like a greedy little mouth, completely enveloping Long Xianghui's triangular penis
, seemingly tightly wrapped without leaving a gap, yet thick streams of white foam were wrapped around it with each thrust
; listening to her shy yet extremely lewd moans. I felt as if I were taking revenge, or perhaps
punishing , as I fiercely lashed out at Xiaoman in front of me, fucking her until she screamed.

Qini squatted in front of Long Xianghui's crotch, her hands lightly supporting his abdomen. Her buttocks were completely off the chair, her
incredibly soft waist and plump buttocks moving actively and ecstatically, swallowing and releasing. The crying of the past was gone,
replaced by low moans as the penis scraped against her twitching vaginal muscles with each withdrawal. It felt as if a
soft flesh inside her flower was swelling because of the loss of the penis, making Qini itch impatiently, her jade hole holding the penis
up and down, her flower trembling wildly. The large penis, filling her honey hole, looked so deep, so very deep. In this
lewd position, she was squeezed so pleasurably, squeezed out more juice, and squeezed out endless pleasure.

"Fuck!" Long Xianghui cursed, his penis still inserted in Qini's honey hole, he stood
up , and with a forceful thrust, he slammed Qini against the wall with a soft cry, beginning a new storm of passion.

"No, ah...no...I can't...how could this be...ah...ah, I can't...uh
...oh, oh, no, ah..." Qini no longer knew what she was saying, her mouth uttering incoherent moans
. Without Long Xianghui's support, her body would have almost collapsed to the ground. She desperately shook her head, trying to shake off the
intoxicating pleasure, trying to escape the irresistible penis, but her hips involuntarily swayed wildly in response,
her mouth emitting incredibly seductive moans. A sudden, intense spasm ran through her body, and amidst boundless shame and
humiliation, she experienced a second, unbelievably powerful orgasm.

With Qini's orgasm, her legs and hips unconsciously clenched tightly. This was the unforgettable, soul-stirring pleasure that had brought me to the peak countless times
—how could I forget? I knew that at this moment, Qini's
exquisite vagina,
brimming with countless ecstasy sensations, would be so tight it would be difficult to move. But the intense envelopment, clamping, contraction, trembling, undulation, teasing, sucking, squeezing, and countless other indescribable, ultimate pleasures would make it
impossible for any man to hold back his ejaculation.

Sure enough, on the screen, Long Xianghui could no longer restrain himself. After a series of frantic thrusts, he abruptly pulled out his penis
and violently ejaculated onto her buttocks—one stream, two streams… the furthest stream even sprayed onto Qini's
smooth bare back…

In reality, stimulated by the scene, I still hadn't reached orgasm. I frantically rode and
swayed behind Xiaoman, letting her delicate, melodious moans drift through the quiet night… (To be continued)

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