The turbulent human flesh market

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The human flesh market in the lower Mekong River has been quite turbulent lately. It all started when the arrogant "Four Young Masters of the Army" brought An Fengqiong, Li Lingyu, Liang Bing, and Lu Yunfeng to this special valley. The nine underground river dungeons were considered impregnable by the traffickers; no female slave had ever escaped them. So when Li Fei in Beijing heard that An Fengqiong had vanished into thin air, he nearly spat out his tea. Luckily, Li Lingyu, Liang Bing, and Lu Yunfeng were captured. If these women had come to Beijing and the central government found out, Li Fei knew the methods the Celestial Empire used—not only would he be killed, but his entire family would be wiped out.

What would happen if An Fengqiong returned to China? Would she come to Beijing and appeal to the central government? If that happened, his head would be in serious trouble. Li Fei broke out in a cold sweat at the thought. He quickly dialed his father, General Li Feixiong. Hearing his son's tearful voice, Li Feixiong knew something was wrong. Not daring to say anything directly over the phone, Li Fei went to his father's office at the Central Military Commission. Finding no one else around, Li Fei recounted the whole story. Li Feixiong sighed deeply, realizing his father had been betrayed, and grabbed the phone to dial a number. Li Feixiong

returned late at night, his expression revealing a cruel, almost gleeful, excitement. Li Fei knew things had taken a turn for the better. "Fei'er, a petty person is no gentleman, and a ruthless person is no true man. Just now, Secretary Zhou, Zhao Daxiong, Zhang Chailang, Liu Baozi, and I discussed the matter. Secretary Zhou instructed us to take the risk now. We've informed all the border crossings that we can control An Fengqiong as soon as she returns to China and silence her. The only concern is that she might not return to China and instead hide abroad." Li Fei's father, Li Feixiong; Zhao Xiong's father, Zhao Daxiong; Zhang Lang's father, Zhang Chailang; and Liu Meng's father, Liu Baozi, are Secretary Zhou's four henchmen. This time, they're going to fight to the death.

Li Fei's eyes flashed. "Dad, we'll send someone abroad to kill her and silence her. It'll be done without anyone knowing." Li Feixiong glared at him. "Bullshit! Sending agents abroad to do this kind of thing? Isn't that just admitting guilt? Those old guys are watching us. We can't leave a single trace. Li Fei, strike first, or you'll suffer.

This is trouble, but also an opportunity. By framing someone else, the women's honor guard issue will be resolved. I doubt An Fengqiong, who's gone abroad, will get involved in this mess. Come here, do this and that." Li Feixiong whispered in Li Fei's ear.

A cargo ship on the Mekong River docked at the human flesh market. Li Fei returned, and the four young masters of the military arrived at the entrance of the Nine Dark River Water Prisons in Gao's boat. The four young masters were all very depressed, knowing that disaster was imminent. They were determined to fight to the death to turn the tide. Li Fei first berated the guards at the gate, then brought out Li Lingyu, Liang Bing, and Lu Yunfeng. These past few days, the three women have been living a life of unbearable suffering. The guards of the water dungeon have been using various methods to vent their lust on the three beautiful bodies, repeatedly interrogating them about the details of their escape. Under the whips and penises, Li Lingyu, Liang Bing, and Lu Yunfeng have been beaten black and blue, completely broken, howling and whimpering incoherently.

Li Fei saw the three wounded and filthy bodies dragged in front of him, wrinkling his nose in disgust. How did they end up like this? He kicked Li Lingyu's red and purple buttocks hard, "Damn it, you filthy bitch, you dared to run away! Tell me where An Fengqiong went?" The once valiant special forces captain now had a vacant look in his eyes, drool dripping from the corner of his mouth, unable to speak clearly. Has this bitch's brain been damaged? Li Fei wondered.

Liang Bing timidly said from the side, "Young Master Li, it was An Fengqiong who opened the cell door. We really didn't want to run away. She threatened us, and that bitch used us as bait to escape. Waaah, please, sir, have mercy on us!" Liang Bing knelt down, banging her head on the ground repeatedly. "What did An Fengqiong use to open the cell door? Explain yourself," the sinister Zhao Xiong asked.

"I can't see clearly. It looked like a small iron rod. She poked it into the lock a few times and opened it. It's not my fault! I was wrong, sir, please forgive me, please forgive Bingbing, waaah." The Fourth Young Master pondered in his heart, what was the reason for the small iron rod? Where did An Fengqiong get it? Did she make it herself in the cell? It seems this female detective is quite skilled. Seeing Liang Bing, the deputy captain of the honor guard, crying and sobbing, Li Fei sneered, "Disobedient sluts, I, Li Fei, will give you three a chance to atone for your sins. Let's see if you're willing to seize it." Hearing this, Lu Yunfeng crawled over tremblingly, "Master, this slut is willing! Please, Master, take this slut away! I'll be played to death here! Ah, waah!" The tall and voluptuous Lu Yunfeng swayed her waist and white buttocks like a female dog, fawningly pleading. Zhao Xiong stood behind Li Fei, squinting at the hot-bodied Lu Yunfeng's slutty act, "Slut, spread your cunt open and let us see if it's ruined." Lu Yunfeng immediately turned around, reaching down to her crotch and spreading her swollen labia apart, revealing a swollen, mangled, and bloodied cunt.

Zhang Lang inserted his finger and rotated it. "Damn it, it's all loose. What's the use of keeping this loose cunt, brother? Throw it in the river to feed the fish." Lu Yunfeng whimpered and cried out, "Fathers, spare me! This slutty bitch can clench tight, ah, she's clenched tight! This bitch's asshole is still very tight, fathers, try it!" The female flag bearer screamed shamelessly. Liang Bing knelt to the side and also bent down, spreading her cunt open to beg for favor. "Master, Bingbing's cunt is still very tight, wet and tender. Please, grandfathers, take this cunt away. I'll be your slave, this cunt will accept my fate and be fucked by you." The two meat-like women, who were terrified of being fucked in the water dungeon, didn't know what to say.

"Damn it, you're really fucking slutty. I didn't know you were originally the country's honor guard. I can take you away, but are you willing to obediently serve men?" Li Fei asked, looking at the prostrate female slaves. "Yes, yes, I'm willing to serve as many men as I want! Ah, daddies, take the bitches away! The bitches will bend over so you can fuck them as much as you want. After you're done, they'll talk a big game to the daddies and use their backs to serve men and make money for them!" the three women shouted in unison.

Boss Gao's fleet left the human flesh market and sailed on the wide Mekong River. Looking at the lush green scenery on both banks, Li Fei breathed a sigh of relief. Being able to hitch a ride on Boss Gao's fleet had indeed made things much easier. "Brother Gao, you've helped me out this time, and I, Li Fei, am a grateful man. If you ever need anything, just let me know. Those three hotties along the way are yours to use as you please, have some fun!" Standing beside Young Master Li, Boss Gao beamed. "Young Master Li, Brother Li, that's too polite. It's nothing, just a small favor. And don't worry, Brother Li, I, Old Gao, know nothing about these three women's backgrounds, and I won't ask. On this ship, we're just playing with women." True to his old hand, Boss Gao was a seasoned veteran, his words carrying a hidden meaning, a soft yet firm undertone, implying that these women were not simple, and that he knew about their dirty dealings. Li Fei knew that by using his ship, they were now in the same boat. Inside the cabin, a no-holds-barred party ensued. Zhao Xiong rode the dazed Li Lingyu, Zhang Lang embraced Liang Bing's fair flesh, and Liu Meng's shoulder rested on Lu Yunfeng's strong, long legs. Emerging from the dark water dungeon, the three women seemed to have been reborn. Their filthy, foul-smelling bodies were thoroughly washed, and they ate some food. The pale faces, ravaged by the dungeon guards, regained some color, and their spirits improved.

Then, the rhythm of penetration resumed. Men's demands on women's bodies are insatiable, and even these fallen honor guards understood that pleasing these men was their only guarantee of survival. "Ahhh, so big! Ah, Master, you're fucking this bitch so good! Ah, my cunt is about to climax! Ah, I'm coming!" Lying beneath Zhang Lang, Liang Bing had lost all her former reserve and arrogance. She writhed her breasts, moaning and groaning wantonly, her hips thrusting upwards to meet his thrusts. Her arms wrapped around Zhang Lang's neck, she arched her body, trying to get him to penetrate her deeper.

"Ugh, Master's cock is so big, so deep, it's reached my uterus, it's making my cunt so wet, ah, ah, I'm going to be fucked to pieces, I'm going to pee, waaaaah." The loose cunt was easily penetrated by Liu Meng's thick penis. Lu Yunfeng tried to use her hip muscles to tighten around the hot cock inside her. Even with her long legs spread, the female flag bearer Lu Yunfeng shamelessly cried out. Li Lingyu was held in Zhao Xiong's arms, her cunt being repeatedly thrust into by the cock beneath her, her wetness gushing down, her firm body writhing uncontrollably. "Ah, ah, so good, Lingyu gives up, ah, fuck me, fuck me to death, ah, ah, ah!!" The once arrogant Li Lingyu was now making incoherent noises.

Boss Gao and Li Fei entered the cabin and watched the madcap debauchery. Li Fei smiled and said to Boss Gao beside him:

"Brother, which cutie do you want to play with first?" Boss Gao's eyes gleamed as he pointed to Lu Yunfeng, the most sexy and tall woman. Liu Meng stepped back, and Lu Yunfeng's body fell into Boss Gao's arms. He rubbed her breasts and teased her cunt. Human traffickers don't care much about sex; his dark, thick penis thrust into her wet, gushing vagina, and Lu Yunfeng began to moan in response, like the lowest of the low.

Because the female flag bearer Lu Yunfeng's body was the most beautiful of the three, she was fucked the most. Her cunt was loose and soft, unable to tense up at all. Boss Gao felt like he was being fucked in a wet, cotton ball, which wasn't very comfortable.

He decided to go for the anus. He turned Lu Yunfeng's body over, her big, fleshy buttocks sticking out. Boss Gao put some of her vaginal fluid on his penis and forcefully thrust it into Lu Yunfeng's anus. Lu Yunfeng let out a scream, trying her best to relax her muscles so that Boss Gao could fuck her more comfortably. The female flag bearer's vagina was also used quite a bit, but it was much tighter than the previous vagina. Boss Gao began to thrust into her open anus with each stroke.

"Big brother, after being locked up in the water dungeon for a while, these sluts are much sluts than before. Damn, now when my dick is in their mouth, they'll say whatever they want." Li Fei laughed. "Fourth brother, you don't know what kind of life they had in the water dungeon of the human flesh market. They were soaked in the river and fucked, whipped every day. Flesh like them, who escaped and were captured, were hung on waterwheels and filled with water until they were completely obedient. Twenty or thirty men took turns riding them every day. When we fished them out, how could they not sell their sluts to us?" Because of his special relationship with the border guards, Boss Gao's fleet sailed into China unnoticed. They disembarked at a ferry crossing on the Lancang River in Yunnan. The three women, blindfolded and wearing hoods, were thrown directly into a container truck with military license plates. The truck headed straight for the capital. Upon crossing the border, the four young men in the military tensed up. Fortunately, all the checkpoints along the way were safe, and they finally arrived at the heart of C country, the capital. The truck drove directly to a secluded courtyard on the outskirts, where private guards in black suits stood at the gate.

Dragged out of the truck, the three women felt as if they had been thrown into a dark basement, writhing in the silence. Li Fei stood in the courtyard, looking at the sky, and dialed a number. "Hey, Young Master Linghu, this is Li Fei. Come to my courtyard tonight if you're free. I'm having a party of beauties tonight, Linghu. Honeycooke will be there too. Okay, okay, see you there!" A cold glint flashed in Li Fei's eyes as he hung up the phone.

The capital city's night sky was painted with colorful neon lights, and a vibrant, almost sensual atmosphere permeated the air. A burgundy Ferrari sped along the road, away from the city's glittering lights, until it reached a secluded manor on the outskirts of the city. The iron gate slowly opened, and the Ferrari floored the accelerator and drove in. Ordinary citizens could hardly imagine the opulence and grandeur of this manor. The three-story building was entirely constructed of marble in a European style. The garage on the left housed a row of Lamborghinis, Maseratis, Lotuses, Bugatti Veyrons, and various other supercars. A row of handsome waiters in black trousers and white shirts stood at the main entrance. From afar, the brightly lit hall appeared bustling with people; most of the guests had already arrived. The red Ferrari pulled up directly to the entrance, where Li Fei and the four young masters of the military were already waiting to greet them.

The car door opened, and a refined and elegant young man in a dark British bespoke suit, wearing diamond earrings, stepped out of the Ferrari's low door. Li Fei quickly stepped forward, "Brother Linghu, haha, you're so busy, it's rare to have you grace us with your presence. We had a great time today, and the beautiful Honeycooke has been waiting for you." The refined young man smiled broadly, "Brother Li, you flatter me. I'm just a free spirit, my friends help me with my small business, I'm not busy at all. I feel uneasy about bothering you here today. This is my first time at this private club, it's quite unique." With a wave of his hand, two more beautiful women in light blue Tibetan traditional clothing emerged from the Ferrari. "These two are campus beauties from the Central University for Nationalities, Tibetan beauties. Different tastes, I brought them here for everyone to try." In these gatherings among the aristocratic circles of the capital, men always bring women, and everyone exchanges them for fun.

Two beautiful Tibetan girls bowed gracefully. This young master Linghu, whom Li Fei so deeply respected, was no ordinary person. The young master Linghu, who had brought the campus belle of the Central University for Nationalities, was the only son of the Grand Eunuch of the Imperial Household Agency, a prominent figure in the capital's high-ranking circles. He entered the hall surrounded by admirers. The handsome men and beautiful women in the room rose to greet him. Several elegantly dressed models from the capital sat on the white lacquered European-style sofa on the left. Seeing young master Linghu enter, their eyes lit up, and they fawned over him. The variety show star Honeycooke also sat on a single sofa facing the entrance. Wearing a purple-red jacquard silk dress, Cookeoke sat behind a dark coffee table, chuckling softly, appearing very composed. She was a regular at these kinds of gatherings.

The radiant Cooke walked gracefully over, affectionately taking Linghu Gongzi's arm. Her enormous breasts, encased in thin silk, pressed tightly against his arm, her serpentine body leaning completely against him.

"Young Master, you're free today? I flew all the way from Shanghai just for you, Cooke. About that movie, does Cooke still want to be the lead? My image is getting ruined from all the Running Man appearances. I need you to put in a good word for Cooke with Secretary Han at China Film Group." Linghu Gongzi then placed his hand on Honey Cooke's high, rounded buttocks, patting them affectionately twice. Cooke giggled and swayed her supple, serpentine waist.

"Weren't you getting married? With the cult leader, and you're still out partying with men." Honeycooke blinked her bright, captivating eyes. "Young Master, are you jealous? You know marriage rumors are just hype in the entertainment industry, something for the public to watch. The cult leader and I are just putting on an act, nothing serious." With that, Cooke gave Linghu Gongzi a quick kiss on the cheek with her lips, adorned with a pale purple lipstick. "Jealous? I'm not that jealous. You little vixen, you really know how to seduce men. I'll take care of the movie for you." Linghu Gongzi playfully hooked Cooke's pointed chin with his finger, eliciting a burst of cheerful laughter from her.

Li Fei and Zhao Xiong each had an arm around a beautiful Tibetan college student in traditional clothing, their hands roaming over her body, kneading her taut, soft skin, and kissing her rosy cheeks. Tibetan beauties generally have dark skin, especially with two beautiful patches of rosy cheeks from the high altitude, giving them a charming, almost drunken, look. Soon everyone took their seats. Honeycock sat confidently to Linghu Gongzi's left, while to his right sat Yan Liu, a heavily made-up actress. Yan Liu's breasts were much fuller and firmer than Honeycock's, like two large mounds of flesh. Honeycock sneered inwardly, "Definitely surgically enhanced."

At the banquet, the wealthy young men drank heartily, constantly urging their female companions to drink. The Tibetan female college student next to Li Fei, knowing his military family background, had sparkling eyes. She drank toasts with Li Fei, eager to get into his bed. Cookie and Yan Liu vied to pour wine and serve food to Young Master Linghu in the middle. Cookie even used her chopsticks to pick up a plump shrimp and feed it to the young master.

Outside the banquet table sat a group of young models from the capital's social circle. They weren't qualified to sit next to the young masters, so they craned their necks to look in their direction, desperately looking for an opportunity to shine. If any young master beckoned them over to drink and sit with him, they would have a chance to get ahead.

The banquet ended quickly. Li Fei and the other three young masters accompanied Young Master Linghu to a large private room on the second floor of the club. Each of them had a sexy beauty on their arm and sat on the sofa. The TV in the room played vulgar pop songs, and colorful spotlights from the ceiling shone on everyone's faces. Clap, clap, clap, Li Fei clapped his hands three times, and a waiter pushed in a four-wheeled cart. On the cart were bags of white powder, next to which were alcohol lamp foil and a stack of neatly cut plastic straws.

"Young Master Linghu, this is a special supply from the military, highly purified Burmese marijuana with acetone. It's incredibly potent, definitely top-quality stuff. Don't rush, we need to test good things slowly. Do you want it dry or wet?" Li Fei said, tearing open a small packet and evenly sprinkling a handful of glistening white powder onto a piece of tin foil, then slowly heating it over an alcohol lamp. "I think I'll do the dry one. I'm not feeling well right now, so I'll take it easy." "What are you all looking at? Coffee, why don't you serve Young Master Linghu a bite?" Coffee's serpentine, sexy body swayed over, her smooth, jade-like hands, adorned with a pair of gold cartier bracelets inlaid with amber, skillfully opening a packet of marijuana. She held it on tin foil, her slender fingers, adorned with ruby rings, picked up a small silver spoon and cut the marijuana powder into thin strips. Then, she used a delicate purple sprinkler to spray some mineral water to moisten the dry powder.

Holding a strip of marijuana on tin foil, Coco smiled sweetly and offered it to Young Master Linghu. Holding a straw in her right hand, she said, "Young Master Linghu, we in the entertainment industry only use low-grade stuff. You'd never see marijuana of this purity. Thanks to you, Coco can try some this time. Please enjoy." Young Master Linghu took the straw, touched the end of a thin strand of powder, and inhaled sharply. A stream of white powder filled his nasal cavity. He leaned back on the sofa, closed his eyes, and began to enjoy it.

Seeing that Young Master Linghu had finished, Coco quickly took the straw and inhaled another stream of white powder. The moist powder entering her delicate nasal cavity wasn't unpleasant; the stimulating sensation surged through her veins like a wild horse. Coco's cheeks, covered in a layer of pearlescent foundation, instantly flushed. She closed her eyes and leaned against Young Master Linghu, savoring the wonderful sensation of the marijuana particles rising in her body.

Li Fei and Zhao Xiong began to inhale deeply the white smoke from the alcohol lamp. The temperature in the private room rose rapidly. The men took off their shirts. Under the influence of drugs, a dazed Cooke licked her lips and crawled beneath Linghu Gongzi, her trembling hands reaching out to undo the crocodile-skin belt around his crotch. Linghu Gongzi, with his eyes closed, his lips twitched slightly as he enjoyed the marijuana flowing through his blood. His entire body was immersed in a soft, hazy cloud of hallucinations, his closed eyes filled with illusions, his empty soul finding solace.

At the other end of the sofa, the busty beauty Yan Liu nestled against Zhang Lang's chest, her large, seductive eyes closed, her breasts pressing against his chest. Her body, limp from inhaling highly concentrated marijuana, emitted sweet, dreamlike moans. As the effects of the drugs wore off, sweat soaked through Honeycooke's luxurious purple silk dress. A seductive smile graced her face as she pulled the dress off her snow-white body. Her exquisitely beautiful, white flesh coiled around Linghu Gongzi like a snake, her long, straight legs parting as she pulled her lace panties aside, revealing her peach-like, light pink vulva gripping the man's erect penis.

"Young Master, the lead role in the movie 'Beautiful Women's Army' must go to Coffee," she whispered sweetly in his ear. The superstar's lower body began to move up and down, her mature vulva gripping Linghu Gongzi's penis, sensually swallowing and releasing. Having debuted in the entertainment industry for many years, Coffee's skills were undoubtedly excellent; her tender vulva had served countless high-ranking officials, directors, and producers. The man, eyes closed, enjoying the euphoric effects of high-purity marijuana, nodded.

The intoxicated Cooke chuckled, her slender waist undulating more noticeably, her white, serpentine flesh rising and falling in an S-shape under the dim, multicolored light. Cooke knew how to control the rhythm of sex; with the rise and fall of her round, white buttocks, she controlled the timing of her ejaculation.

Waiting for the marijuana's effects to reach their peak, a hazy, intoxicating scene flashed through their minds: Cooke's long, model-like legs clamped around Linghu's waist.

"Ah, ah, ah, Young Master, you're so amazing! Ah, ah, Cooke's going to come! Ah, ah, it feels so good!" The variety show star's signature magnetic, sweet voice cried out, her lower body increasing the frequency of her thrusts. Her wet, hot cunt, like a thirsty little hand, frantically gripped the delicious penis. "Ah, ah, ah, keep going! Ah, don't stop! Ah, the movie's leading lady is yours!" Cooke, as if on cue, swayed her white, round buttocks even more dramatically. "Ugh... I came." A pleasurable moan of climax escaped as hot streams of vaginal fluid gushed from the depths of her mature flower path. At the same time, Young Master Linghu's erect penis also gushed out thick semen. The two liquids converged in the tightly joined genitals, and the marijuana-dominated body reached its peak of climax.

Drugs are the best aphrodisiac. In a corner of the private room, Li Fei, already naked, stripped the Tibetan female college student of her traditional clothing, pressing her slightly dark, muscular body beneath him. He hoisted her firm, fleshy legs onto his shoulders, their lower bodies tightly joined. The man's thick penis plunged deep into her aroused, vibrant vagina, beginning a wide-angle thrusting motion. Li Fei, a puff of white smoke in his mouth, gently blew it onto the girl's dazed face, making the Tibetan college student's youthful body writhe even more rhythmically.

Fueled by the drugs, a frenzied carnal intercourse swept through everyone in the private room. On the long sofa on the left side of the room, Zhang Lang, wearing only a shirt, pressed his body against the beautiful Yan Liu in a wanton embrace. Yan Liu's skirt was lifted above her waist, her pink panties hanging on her delicate ankles clad in orange high heels. The two naked lower bodies moved wildly. Zhang Lang's huge penis plunged into Yan Liu's dark, plump, and mature vagina. The numb nerves made Zhang Lang feel as if Yan Liu's honey hole had infinite depths. The two straps of her green halter dress were pulled down from her snow-white shoulders. Yan Liu pulled her famously large breasts out of her bra and placed them in Zhang Lang's hands, letting the man grab and play with them. Yan Liu had already sold her breasts like this four times this month.

Liu Meng pressed down on a tender woman from the capital city with heavy pink makeup, fucking her wildly without any gentleness.

"Ah...ah...ah! I'm dying, ah, I'm dying, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me to death, dear brother, ah, this slutty sister is so happy, ah!!!!" The tender woman, with her legs spread apart, rolled her eyes and let out moans of ecstasy, pushing the atmosphere of the lewd feast to its ultimate climax. This young model came from a small village in Southwest China. She was one of the most beautiful women in the village, with fair skin and a great figure. Of course, she wasn't content to spend her life farming in the village. Dreaming of becoming a star, she came to Beijing as a struggling artist. Lacking connections and opportunities, she mingled in the outer circle of young models in the capital, sometimes even working as a high-class prostitute to earn some extra money. Being fucked by Liu Meng, one of the "Four Young Masters," made her incredibly happy. The harder Liu Meng fucked her, the less he treated her

like a human being, the closer she clung to him, the more seductive her moans became, as if afraid Liu Meng wouldn't be satisfied. She fantasized about becoming famous after hooking up with a second-generation military man. Little did she know that Liu Meng, a young struggling artist like her, slept with four or five women a month.

The battlefield after the storm was a mess. The superstar Honeycooke leaned against the corner of the sofa, her wrinkled purple dress hanging from her body, revealing a large expanse of her fair shoulders, which bore faint teeth marks. Her limp body slumped against the sofa, her eyes staring blankly at the ceiling, a slight smile playing on her lips, still reeling from the lingering effects of the marijuana. Meanwhile, the voluptuous Yan Liu lay slumped on the chaise longue, her full upper body naked, her large breasts covered in red teeth marks and saliva. She wore only a thin pink pair of shorts, a few black pubic hairs peeking out playfully.

The young models and escorts sat in a row on the thick carpeted floor of the private room, their legs spread wide. At the end of the orgy, all the models stripped naked, raising their slender, pencil-thin legs to expose their naked genitals for the young master Linghu and the four young masters of the military to fuck at will. The five men lined up, taking turns penetrating each other, and whoever's turn it was, they would ejaculate inside. Watching this group of shameless, wanton young women make a fool of themselves, Honeycooke let out a contemptuous laugh, proud of his current status in the entertainment industry.

Several waiters from the private club came in to clean up the mess. A weary Li Fei waved his hand, and one after another, snow-white bodies scrambled to their feet and scurried to the next room. On the table were various kinds of jewelry, diamond rings, and designer bags. The young models and escorts each picked out a gift and happily went back.

Honeycock and Yan Liu, having finished having sex, dressed and left with seductive smiles. Li Fei had invited Honeycock to entertain Young Master Linghu, and it seemed the two had both gotten what they wanted and had a great time. Honeycock, wearing silver LV strappy heels, approached Li Fei and kissed him on the cheek. "Young Master Li, you absolutely must attend my wedding with the sect leader! I can make love to you while wearing my wedding dress." Li Fei smiled and patted Honeycock's buttocks.

After seeing off the superstar Cooke, Li Fei approached the infatuated Young Master Linghu and whispered,

"Brother Linghu, I've prepared a special little gift. Let's talk somewhere else." Young Master Linghu understood and followed Li Fei out of the room to the basement in the backyard. The lights came on, and in the center of the room knelt three women wearing only simple underwear. All three wore butterfly-shaped blindfolds, their arms bound behind their backs with restraint belts, their heads bowed, looking pitiful.

Seeing these three beauties, Young Master Linghu, still under the effects of the drugs, felt his blood surge. The lingering marijuana in his system seemed to reignite. The three women's snow-white, curvaceous bodies made him dizzy. He tremblingly stroked the cheek of Liang Bing, who was kneeling in the middle. Liang Bing looked up pitifully, her large, aggrieved eyes behind the silver butterfly blindfold brimming with tears. Her bright red lips parted slightly, and she kissed Young Master Linghu. The man's tongue entered Liang Bing's soft mouth without hindrance, the two wet tongues intertwining, allowing Young Master Linghu to explore every inch of Liang Bing's mouth, the deputy captain of the women's honor guard.

"Brother Linghu, these are all beauties I've painstakingly collected. I'm presenting them to you today, hoping you'll take good care of me in the officialdom. Why don't you put them in the car?" Li Fei smiled and gestured for the three women to be stuffed into the Ferrari. "Brother, brother, no, no! I can't take what belongs to someone else! I can play with them for now, but I'll definitely return them to you in a month." Young Master Linghu quickly feigned modesty, but inwardly he was overjoyed, his hands never leaving Liang Bing's chest. "Alright, alright, as you wish, brother. Load them all into the car." Li Fei waved his hand, and someone grabbed the three women's arms, stuffing them one by one into the Ferrari in the center of the courtyard. Li Fei and Zhao Xiong each helped one side of Young Master Linghu to the car. "Brother, see you later." Linghu swayed as he got into the car, and the Ferrari sped away into the distance. Li Fei watched the red sports car's retreating silhouette and smiled coldly.

Today was truly fruitful. Not only did he get to play with the public bus of the entertainment industry, the variety show goddess Honeycooke, but he also got three super female slaves like these. So satisfying! The aftereffects of the marijuana made his blood boil, and a vivid picture flashed before his eyes. While driving, Young Master Linghu pulled Li Lingyu closer, placing her snow-white buttocks on his thighs. His large penis was almost thrust into Li Lingyu's wet, fleshy hole. "What are you three yelling about? Why aren't you saying anything?" Li Lingyu shook her head anxiously, her mouth moving but unable to utter a sound. "Oh, so you're mute. I like that." The delirious Young Master Linghu placed his hand on Lu Yunfeng's chest in the back seat. "So soft. Hey, why isn't the brake working? Interesting." Bang…

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