Pan Jinlian's Heavenly Toad Blood

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1. Selling Oneself.

The story goes that during the reign of Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty, Qinghe County in Dongping Prefecture, Shandong Province, was considered a wealthy county.

However, the world is full of injustices. No matter how rich a place is, the poor always make up the majority. Therefore, the wealth of a place is not determined by the number of poor people, but by the number of rich people; the number of poor people is roughly the same everywhere.

In Qinghe County, there was a family that was extremely poor and unlucky. In Chenshan Village, near the county seat, lived a family surnamed Pan. The head of the household, Pan Laoshi, had five children. The first four died of illness or starvation, but the fifth daughter, Jinlian, was healthy and grew quickly from birth. At only thirteen, she was already a graceful young woman. Although her face was sallow and thin, her beautiful face and graceful figure were undeniable, always attracting envious glances when she went out.

But perhaps the saying "beauty is often short-lived" holds true. Before she even grew up, she suffered a series of blows. Her mother passed away when she was thirteen. At such a young age, she began to take care of household chores, cooking, washing clothes, sewing, and mending shoes for her father. She was a sensible housewife, managing the household with great efficiency

. The neighbors all praised her, saying she was a truly skillful girl, and any boy who was lucky enough to marry her would be incredibly fortunate. But misfortune never comes singly. After less than two years of peaceful life, Pan Laoshi fell ill and coughed incessantly. He saw many doctors and incurred a lot of debt from medical treatment, but they still couldn't save his life. When Jinlian was fourteen, he finally succumbed to his illness. Seeing her father on his deathbed, Jinlian dared not grieve in front of him, but turned away and wept bitterly. With her father dead, she was truly all alone, without even a close relative. Oh God, how was she supposed to live from now on?

That day, Jinlian was carefully feeding her father porridge when suddenly the door was pushed open forcefully, and the village head, Pan Youcai, barged in with two men.

"Honest, you owe me five strings of cash, pay it back now!" Pan Youcai roared as soon as he entered.

"Headmaster, my father can't speak anymore, please let him have some peace and quiet," Jinlian knelt before him.

"If I let him have peace and quiet, what will happen to my money? I'll use you as my fourth concubine to pay off your father's debt!" Youcai, upon seeing Jinlian, immediately harbored wicked intentions, his hand lightly caressing her face.

"Don't even think about it!" Jinlian pulled his hand away.

"I don't want to see what you'll use to pay me back, haha, come on, I promise I'll make you feel all soft and healthy." Youcai grabbed Jinlian and hugged her tightly.

"No! What are you doing?" Jinlian cried out.

"Don't touch my daughter..." Old Man suddenly straightened up, shouting with all his might, but before he could finish speaking, he collapsed, his eyes rolling back, motionless.

"Father!" Jinlian cried, breaking free from Youcai's grasp and throwing herself onto her father's body, shaking him violently.

"Father, Father, answer me, answer me..." It was too late. Pan Laoshi lay quietly on the bed, his pulse gone, his body ice-cold, only his eyes still wide open, filled with worry for his daughter. The poor man, even in his dying moments, had to see his vulnerable daughter being bullied; he died with his eyes wide open, unable to rest in peace.

"I won't renege on my debt. I'll give you three days to pay off my debt, otherwise, come to my house, and I'll give your father a proper burial." Pan Youcai said, then turned and left.

"I'd rather die than go to your house!" Jinlian cried and shouted at Youcai.

But she couldn't escape the debt to Youcai. Despite Youcai's pleas, not a single person in the village was willing to help her bury her father. Everyone advised her to become Youcai's concubine, so she would have someone to rely on in the future. The stubborn Jinlian suddenly witnessed the coldness of human nature. She knew that without paying off Pan Youcai's debts, she couldn't bury her father. She refused to become his concubine, no matter what. What should she do?

Early the next morning, Jinlian went to the streets of Qingping County, standing in a conspicuous spot with a sign hanging around her neck: "Selling myself to bury my father.

" "What a pitiful girl," people sighed with pity as they looked at the frail Pan Jinlian. But how could such a good girl be without suitors?

In the end, she was bought by Zhang Dafu, a wealthy man who owned a cloth shop in the city, for ten strings of cash. Jinlian used this money to pay off Pan Youcai's debts, used the rest to hire someone to bury her father, and then went to work as a maid in Zhang Dafu's household.

After arriving at Zhang's house, although she was busy every day, the food was much better than at home. Plus, the work wasn't strenuous, so Jinlian's body developed quickly. In less than six months, she grew taller, and more importantly, her breasts became fuller, her hips rounder, but her waist remained slender. She grew where she should, but not where she shouldn't. The former naive girl transformed into a beautiful young woman, standing gracefully wherever she went. She was described as having: black hair reaching her shoulders, arched eyebrows, bright eyes, and a rosy complexion; a pretty face, seemingly delicate enough to break at a touch; cherry lips that moved frequently, a delicate nose; a pair of slender hands, ten fingers like finely carved jade; and a pair of jade-like arms, full yet not fleshy, beautiful yet boneless.

Now, Zhang, the wealthy man, had initially bought Pan Jinlian because of her beautiful appearance. Now, seeing her growing more and more beautiful, he felt a stirring in his heart. However, his wife was a shrew, and Zhang had always been afraid of his wife, so he dared not act rashly.

That day, Zhang the wealthy man's wife went to visit her parents. As soon as she left, disregarding the fact that it was daytime, Zhang the wealthy man sat in his study and called Jinlian in to pour him tea. Jinlian poured the tea and was about to leave when Zhang the wealthy man grabbed her, saying, "Don't go, talk to me for a bit." Jinlian blushed as soon as he grabbed her hand, trying to pull it away while saying, "What does my master want to say? I don't understand anything." "If you don't understand, I can teach you." Zhang the wealthy man pulled Jinlian into his arms, his hands groping her breasts.

"Master, no!" Jinlian dared not cry out, struggling desperately in his arms.

"Good Jinlian, I've missed you for so long. Now that you've given yourself to me, I'll cherish you. Whatever you want, I'll give you." Zhang the wealthy man deftly unbuttoned Jinlian's top, revealing a patch of snow-white skin. A pair of white, tender nipples stood erect, large and round, incredibly alluring.

"So beautiful." Zhang the wealthy man took a tender red nipple into his mouth.

"No! Madam will kill me when she comes back, sir! Please spare me!" The moment Zhang Dahu took Jinlian's nipple into his mouth, a tingling, itchy sensation immediately spread through her body, a faint pleasure mixed with fear.

"Don't be afraid even if she comes back. I'll take care of everything." Zhang Dahu lifted Jinlian's skirt, pulling it up to her waist. Through her panties, he touched Jinlian's mons pubis, feeling its fullness, softness, and elasticity. This feels good , doesn't it?

Zhang Dahu's fingers slipped inside his trousers, touching her labia. He gently parted them, approaching her vaginal opening, pressing lightly against the side. In just a few strokes, her vaginal opening was already wet.

"Sir, please!" Jinlian cried out, but her movements had subsided. She knew she had been sold to the Zhang family, and she couldn't resist whatever Zhang Dahu intended to do to her.

"Come on, let me show you!" Zhang the landlord stripped Jinlian naked, revealing a stunningly beautiful body before him. Her face was like a peach blossom, her skin like snowflakes, her breasts full and high, her waist slender and her hips plump—every part of her was the epitome of womanhood. And this epitome of womanhood was an untouched virgin, a mere sixteen-year-old girl. Zhang the landlord was truly blessed.

"My God, she's so beautiful." Zhang the landlord's mouth watered. He quickly stripped off his clothes, pressed Jinlian onto the desk, spread her legs, stood by the edge of the desk, and thrust his hard penis towards her thighs.

But Jinlian was an untouched virgin, her vagina tight. Although he aimed correctly, he couldn't penetrate her after several thrusts.

"So tight." Zhang the landlord released Jinlian's legs with one hand, parted her labia with two fingers, and pushed his penis in, immediately inserting a bit.

"Ouch, it hurts!" Jinlian cried out, grabbing Zhang the landlord's body and pushing him away.

"Good Jinlian, bear with it for a moment, it will stop hurting soon." Zhang Dahu shouted, his body suddenly thrusting forward, his penis plunging in with lightning speed.

"Ouch!" Pan Jinlian grabbed Zhang Dahu, a piercing pain spreading throughout her body.

"Master, slow down, slow down, I can't take it." "Okay, okay, I'll slow down, it'll be over soon." Zhang Dahu held one of Jinlian's feet in one hand and caressed her high breasts with the other, his lower body moving rhythmically. His thick penis went in and out of her vagina, sometimes fast, sometimes slow. At first, it felt tight and astringent, but after twenty or thirty thrusts, her vagina began to wet. With Zhang Dahu's thrusts, her vaginal walls loosened and tightened, opening and closing, welcoming him, becoming more and more comfortable.

"Jinlian, it feels so tight and good inside." Zhang Dahu began to increase the speed of his thrusts.

At this moment, Pan Jinlian felt the pain gradually disappear, and a pleasure she had never experienced before slowly spread throughout her body. Her lower body felt itchy and pleasurable, and she only wanted Zhang Dahu to thrust harder and harder. So she involuntarily wrapped her legs around his waist, tighter and tighter, put her hands on his shoulders, and moaned.

"Feeling good, huh? Did I enjoy it?" Zhang the landlord thrust harder and faster, the impact making Jinlian's lower body slap loudly.

"I'm so ashamed! You're the one enjoying it, aren't you?" Jinlian looked at Zhang the landlord with alluring eyes, her body writhing below, matching his thrusts.

"Of course I'm enjoying it!" Seeing Pan Jinlian's charming smile, Zhang the landlord's blood boiled. He felt she was an absolute beauty, intoxicated, and his thrusts became even faster.

"So fast, I can't take it!" Pan Jinlian was naturally seductive; after a few thrusts, she cried out incessantly. This aroused Zhang the landlord to a burning desire, and after a series of vigorous thrusts, he ejaculated profusely.

"Feeling good, my darling?" Zhang the landlord pressed down on Pan Jinlian's beautiful body, panting heavily, his hands greedily roaming over her body, caressing her buttocks and breasts, thoroughly enjoying himself.

"I'm afraid the madam will find out." Pan Jinlian was still unsatisfied, but worry was creeping into her heart.

"Don't worry, we'll just be careful then." Zhang the wealthy man picked up Pan Jinlian and carried her towards the bedroom.

"Master, what else do you want to do?" Pan Jinlian wrapped her arms around Zhang the wealthy man's neck, speaking with infinite charm.

"Of course, I'll do you! Let's have some fun in bed." "That wasn't enough. There's something even more exciting!" Pan Jinlian's interest was piqued.

"Of course, this is endlessly enjoyable!" Zhang the wealthy man laughed heartily.

After Pan Jinlian and Zhang the wealthy man had their affair, the two were inseparable for several days. Unfortunately, their blissful days didn't last long. Madam Zhang returned, and Zhang the wealthy man immediately cowered. Pan Jinlian was even more terrified and dared not move. But after having sex with Pan Jinlian, Zhang the wealthy man felt that his wife was like a pile of dung, while Pan Jinlian was like a flower. He couldn't muster any interest in his wife at all.

He tried every means to have another affair with Pan Jinlian.

That noon, Jinlian brought in tea, but coincidentally, Madam Zhang was sleeping in the inner room. Zhang the wealthy man grabbed Pan Jinlian, kissing her passionately on the face and frantically trying to pull at her belt.

"No, no, Madam is inside!" Pan Jinlian grabbed her belt, preventing Zhang from taking it off, but her body went limp against him, letting him touch her.

"She's asleep for a bit and won't wake up. You can have your fun, I've been wanting this so much. Let's be gentle," Zhang the wealthy man said, pulling hard on her belt. Pan Jinlian resisted for a while, her desire rising, and slowly her grip loosened. Zhang the wealthy man pulled hard, pulling down her skirt and trousers together, revealing a pair of long, white, slender legs. The dark, shiny pubic hair at the base of her thighs densely covered her private parts, making her look incredibly alluring. Zhang the wealthy

man quickly pulled down his trousers, pulled Pan Jinlian against the desk, lifted one of her legs, spread them apart, and thrust his erect penis inside her, pumping rapidly.

"Gently, slowly, it makes a sound." Pan Jinlian wrapped her arms around Zhang Dahu's neck, thrusting her lower body forward to facilitate his thrusting. Her head tilted back, her beautiful hair cascading down, her phoenix eyes closed, and she moaned softly.

"I've been wanting this so much, how can I resist?" Reminded by Pan Jinlian, Zhang Dahu immediately slowed his pace, thrusting in deeply with each stroke, pulling out slowly.

"Is this good? Does it feel good?" Zhang Dahu brought his mouth to Pan Jinlian's cherry-like lips. Pan Jinlian immediately parted her lips slightly, extending her tongue to lightly kiss Zhang Dahu's lips. Zhang Dahu opened his mouth, and Pan Jinlian's tongue immediately slipped inside, their tongues intertwining. After

a while, their desire grew stronger. Zhang Dahu, disregarding his wife's presence, thrust faster and faster, the sounds of his thrusts clearly audible. Pan Jinlian had entered a state of ecstasy, moaning softly, her lower body thrusting even more vigorously.

The two were engrossed in their lovemaking when they unexpectedly woke Madam Zhang. Half-asleep, she heard the noise and immediately called out, "Master, what are you doing out there?" Madam Zhang's shout startled the two lovers, who were lost in their illicit affair. Pan Jinlian shoved Master Zhang away, hurriedly grabbed her trousers from the floor, and tried to leave.

Master Zhang replied, "Nothing, I'm just packing." He grabbed Pan Jinlian and whispered, "Come to the storage room in the backyard tonight." He then went to the inner room to deal with Madam Zhang.

That night, Master Zhang lay down beside Madam Zhang, pretending to sleep. After a while, seeing that Madam Zhang was asleep, he quietly got out of bed, put on a thin robe, and went to the storage room in the backyard. Reaching the storage room, it was dark and silent. Not knowing if Pan Jinlian had arrived, he called anxiously, "Jinlian, Jinlian, are you here?" "Keep your voice down, I've been here for a while," Jinlian suddenly hugged Master Zhang from behind, her hand going directly to his crotch.

"You startled me, my darling." Zhang the landlord pulled Pan Jinlian to the front, his hand reaching for her breasts, immediately touching her two full breasts. Pan Jinlian was also wearing a thin garment, unbuttoned in the front, revealing her bare chest and thighs.

"You're such a good darling, so considerate of your master." Zhang the landlord thrust his erect penis inside her. Pan Jinlian guided it to the entrance of her vagina, then thrust forward, and it slid in completely.

"You're so amazing," Zhang the landlord said with a laugh, his lower body moving rapidly in and out.

"It's all thanks to your excellent teaching, master," Pan Jinlian said with a seductive laugh, her arms tightly wrapped around Zhang the landlord, thrusting forward and moaning wildly. The two began their passionate lovemaking in the storeroom.

Madam Zhang had a habit of sleeping with her husband, the wealthy man, in her arms. That night, in her sleep, she instinctively reached out to embrace him, only to find nothing. She woke abruptly, realizing her husband was gone. Thinking he had gone to relieve himself, she called out, "Master, where are you?" After several calls with no response, she grew suspicious. Where could he have gone so late? Suddenly, she remembered hearing a sound while napping at noon. Thinking carefully, she realized it sounded like a man and woman making love. "That old rascal, has he been having an affair?"

Madam Zhang immediately got up, grabbed a stick, lit a lamp, and went out to search. There was no sound in the front yard, so she went to the back yard. As soon as she reached the back yard, she heard strange noises coming from the storeroom. She went over immediately, and before she even reached the door, she could hear the sounds of a man and woman making love.

"Master, you're so good at this! Harder, hmm!" Wasn't that the voice of that slut Pan Jinlian? She always seemed so docile; she never expected her to be having an affair. Madam Zhang's anger flared, and she rushed over.

Inside the outbuilding, the two were reaching their climax. Pan Jinlian knelt, her hands on the ground, her buttocks raised, allowing Zhang the landlord to penetrate her from behind. Zhang the landlord lay on top of Jinlian, his hands kneading her breasts, his hips thrusting vigorously. His thick penis pumped in and out of Pan Jinlian's white, tender buttocks, and with each thrust, her juices flowed down her thighs.

"Master, thrust harder! I'm so happy! You're so amazing!" Pan Jinlian twisted her slender waist, her buttocks moving back and forth. Zhang the landlord, spurred on by her moans, thrust harder and faster. Soon, feeling the climax approaching, he released Pan Jinlian's breasts, gripped her buttocks, and began to thrust with all his might, making his final sprint. Pan Jinlian was driven wild with pleasure, moaning incessantly.

As the two were in a frenzied state, the door was suddenly kicked open, and the blinding light made them unable to open their eyes. With a roar from Madam Zhang, sticks rained down on Pan Jinlian's body.

"You slut, how dare you steal a man in my house! Do you want to die?" Madam Zhang beat Pan Jinlian mercilessly, each blow leaving a red welt on her naked, fair body.

"Oh, I'm going to die! Stop hitting me, Madam, spare me!" Pan Jinlian writhed on the ground. Seeing this, Zhang the landlord rushed forward to grab the stick, but Madam Zhang struck him several times with the stick.

"You old bastard, you still dare to protect this little slut!" Madam Zhang turned and chased after Pan Jinlian again.

Pan Jinlian was beaten immobile, her cries growing fainter as the rain of blows fell upon her.

Zhang the landlord couldn't bear it any longer and rushed forward, forcefully snatching the stick away, saying, "That's enough, you want to beat her to death?" "I'm not afraid of killing her." Madam Zhang kicked Pan Jinlian before storming off.

Two days later, Madam Zhang sold Pan Jinlian to Wu Dalang, known in the city as "Dwarf Wu," for twenty strings of cash.

Wu Dalang was over forty years old at this time, barely five feet tall, and his face was covered with pockmarks. He was truly as ugly as could be. He had lost his parents at a young age and had lived with his younger brother, Wu Song, since childhood. However, two years ago, his brother went out to make his way in the world and disappeared without a trace. Because of a flood in his hometown, Wu Dalang had fled to Qingping County and lost contact with his brother. He made a living selling pancakes in Qingping County, earning a little money every day. He never thought he would be able to find a wife.

He only thought that once he saw his brother, he would save some money to help him find a wife. Unexpectedly, his luck turned around. Madam Zhang insisted on selling this beautiful maid to him. Although he knew that Pan Jinlian was definitely not pure, he was overjoyed as long as he had a woman to keep him company, let alone such an incomparably beautiful woman.

That evening, Wu Da brought Pan Jinlian into the house and impatiently began to undress her. Pan Jinlian was still injured, and every movement caused her excruciating pain. She pleaded, "Don't do this, wait a few days, okay? My body aches." "I can't wait a moment longer. I've never touched a woman in my life." Wu Da roughly stripped Pan Jinlian naked, revealing bloodstains all over her fair skin.

"Madam Zhang beat you really badly. You've been having an affair with Zhang the Rich, haven't you?" Wu Da chuckled, pulled down his pants, and, ignoring Pan Jinlian's condition, thrust his penis inside her. His penis was small and short, and he couldn't penetrate her even after several attempts. Pan Jinlian was in unbearable pain and had no choice but to reach out and help him insert it, saying, "Please have pity on me, be gentle." "Okay, okay, I'll be gentle with you." Seeing Pan Jinlian help him, Wu Da immediately felt better. Although he was burning with lust, he patiently and slowly thrust in and out.

After a while of thrusting, Pan Jinlian felt a slight pleasure spreading throughout her body, and the pain seemed to lessen. She began to moan, calling out, "Use more force! Yes, I'm not afraid of pain anymore! Good, good, faster, faster!" Pan Jinlian began to succumb to lust. Under her guidance, Wu Da thrust faster and faster, until he was drooling and panting heavily. Although his penis was small, he was remarkably persistent. Even though it was his first time, he thrust nearly a thousand times before climaxing.

Thus, a beautiful woman was thrust into a pile of cow dung. Only the short Wu Da benefited, from then on, he could embrace the alluring Pan Jinlian every day, indulging his sexual cravings to the fullest.

2. Sister-in-law and Uncle.

Flowers bloom and fade. Pan Jinlian had been married to Wu Da for over a year. Although Wu Da was ugly, he took good care of Jinlian and never let her do heavy work. All she did all day was wash clothes and cook. Wu Da's sesame cakes were a specialty of Qingping. She would eat a whole load every day and rarely had any left over. After deducting daily expenses, she could still save some money. Her life was quite stable. Although she sometimes felt resentful about marrying such a man, it was still much better than the days when she was starving. So after worrying for a while, she finally settled down and prepared to become a housewife.

That day, Wu Da sold the pancakes early and returned to the bedroom to chat and laugh with Jinlian. He hugged Jinlian and asked her to make love, but Jinlian refused, saying, "It's broad daylight, what are you doing bothering me? Let's talk about it tonight. I'll make sure you're satisfied every night." "I'm really thinking about it now, my wife, please grant me this once. I'll wash your feet properly tonight, okay?

Look how hard I am down there." Wu Da pulled Jinlian's hand to his bulging crotch.

Jinlian touched Wu Da's hard penis and squeezed it hard, saying, "This little thing is so naughty, always bullying me." Because Wu Da had been pestering her for so long, her desire began to rise. So she unzipped Wu Da's pants, grabbed his thick and short penis, and gently rubbed it, sometimes moving it up and down, sometimes pressing on the glans, making his already hard penis like an iron rod.

"My wife, come on." Wu Da hurriedly began to undress Jinlian.

"Don't move around, you're clumsy. I'll do it myself." Jinlian pulled away Wu Da's hand, stood up, and gently undressed, immediately revealing her stunningly beautiful body to Wu Da. At this moment, Pan Jinlian was even more slender, with large, firm breasts, like two white steamed buns piled on her chest, two pale pink nipples bright and luscious, a smooth, flat waist, round, pert buttocks, and long, slender legs—everything about her was so beautiful, so alluring, radiating a captivating glow.

"My wife, I've missed you so much." Wu Da pressed Jinlian down on the bed, deftly spreading her legs, and began thrusting hard into her.

Pan Jinlian closed her eyes tightly, her arms wrapped around Wu Da's body, her lower body moving rhythmically in sync with his thrusts.

Every time they made love, Pan Jinlian had developed a habit of closing her eyes while making love, simply because Wu Da was too ugly, and looking at him made her feel uncomfortable, so she had to close her eyes. Anyway, it was all the same whether she looked or not.

After a while, Wu Da called out, "Wife, come on." Ever since Pan Jinlian couldn't resist sitting on him and giving him a "lotus position," Wu Da had been obsessed with this position and always wanted Pan Jinlian to be on top of him.

"You wish! You want pleasure without putting in any effort," Jinlian deliberately refused.

"Come on, I beg you," Wu Da hugged Pan Jinlian tightly, flipped her over, and made her lie on top of him, but his penis was too short and slipped out with the slightest movement.

"Wife, hurry up," Wu Da's hard penis pressed against Pan Jinlian's belly, making her feel itchy all over.

"I can't do anything with you," Pan Jinlian lifted her buttocks and brought them close to his penis. She gently guided it with her hand, aimed it at her vaginal opening, and sat down, then began to rock back and forth.

"So good, so good," Wu Da's eyes were fixed on his exceptionally beautiful wife as she wantonly masturbated him, he was truly enjoying himself to the extreme. His rough hands grabbed Jinlian's two full breasts and kneaded them hard, squeezing out waves of milk.

Just as the two were engrossed in their work, a deafening sound of gongs, drums, and firecrackers erupted outside. The streets were abuzz with excitement, and people were shouting, "Look, the tiger-slaying hero! The tiger-slaying hero!" "What tiger-slaying hero?" Pan Jinlian, who was always cooped up indoors, was particularly curious about the commotion outside. She stopped what she was doing, got up from Wu Da's lap, grabbed a piece of clothing, put it on, and peered out the window. Wu Da, in a fit of exasperation, yelled, "What bullshit tiger-slaying hero!" Jinlian looked out the window and saw a group of constables from the yamen escorting a man. The man had thick eyebrows, large eyes, a broad back, a square face, and a tall, imposing figure, exuding an air of heroism. He sat on a horse, wearing a large red flower, and a red cloth draped over his chest with the words "Tiger-Slaying Hero" written on it. He stood with his arms crossed, a smile on his face, bowing repeatedly to the surrounding crowd.

"Such a man exists in the world! So handsome and strong, just like in the plays! If I could marry someone like him, I'd die happy!" Pan Jinlian was stunned.

"Isn't that my brother?" Wu Da appeared beside her at some point, pointing outside and excitedly shouting.

"Who's your brother? You have a brother?" Pan Jinlian was greatly puzzled.

"That tiger-slaying hero! He's my brother, Wu Song!" Wu Da danced with excitement.

"Come on, he's your brother? Take a look at yourself in the mirror. One's in heaven, the other's on earth," Pan Jinlian said disdainfully.

"Wait here. I'll go get him." Wu Da hurriedly put on his clothes and ran out.

Half an hour passed and he hadn't returned. Seeing it was time for dinner, Jinlian prepared the food and started eating herself, thinking, "That silly Wu Da, I don't know what got into him, thinking he could claim the tiger-slaying hero as his brother. Sigh, comparisons are odious. Look at that tiger-slaying hero, he's truly a dragon among men." Lost in thought, she exclaimed.

"Jinlian, look who's here!" Wu Da called out excitedly.

Jinlian looked up and froze. It really was the tiger-slaying hero. She and Wu Da entered the house.

"Brother, this is your sister-in-law, Jinlian. Jinlian, this is my brother Wu Song, whom I've been separated from for ten years." Wu Da said excitedly, "Brother, this afternoon, I told you you were my brother, but your sister-in-law didn't believe me." "Uncle, you flatter me." Pan Jinlian blushed with excitement and gave Wu Song a deep bow.

"Sister-in-law, please accept Wu Song's bow." Wu Song stepped forward, about to kneel, but Pan Jinlian quickly helped him up.

"Uncle, you're making me feel bad, don't be so polite." "Yes, don't be so formal, we're family. Jinlian, go get some food, I want to have a good time with my brother." "Okay." Pan Jinlian happily went to the kitchen, eager to bring out all the good food in the house and use all her culinary skills to make Wu Song happy.

Soon, the dishes were ready, and the three of them sat around the table to eat. As soon as Wu Song tasted the food, he immediately exclaimed how delicious it was, making Pan Jinlian overjoyed. Her eyes were fixed on Wu Song, watching him drink and eat, feeling sweet inside, and she even forgot that she was eating.

"Sister-in-law, you should eat too." Seeing that Pan Jinlian wasn't eating, Wu Song quickly picked up a piece of meat and put it in her bowl.

"I can do it myself, no need for you to trouble yourself, Uncle. Thank you," Pan Jinlian said sweetly to Wu Song, a blush appearing on her face like a blooming lotus, incredibly beautiful. Wu Song was stunned, thinking how beautiful his sister-in-law was. He couldn't help but want to look a few more times, but just then, Jinlian's gaze fell on him. He quickly looked away, and when he looked back, Jinlian was still staring at him. Wu Song's heart pounded, and he lowered his head, drinking his wine in large gulps.

"Uncle, don't just drink, eat some food," Pan Jinlian placed a piece of lean meat in his bowl, her eyes filled with seductive allure.

"Thank you," Wu Song glanced at her, then quickly looked away, devouring the large piece of meat in one bite.

After finally finishing their meal, the three chatted for a while before going to sleep. Wu Song slept in the next room, and not long after, he heard sounds coming from next door, mixed with the sound of someone breathing heavily.

Having spent considerable time roaming the martial world, he naturally knew his brother and sister-in-law were making love. Thinking of his sister-in-law's beautiful face, alluring eyes, high breasts, and curvaceous figure, Wu Song's heart pounded. He had wandered the martial world for over ten years, frequently visiting brothels, but he had never seen a woman as stunning as his sister-in-law.

Earlier, when Pan Jinlian went to wash the dishes after dinner, he had learned from Wu Da why Jinlian had married him. He knew his sister-in-law was also a seductive woman; how wonderful it would be to have sex with her! But she was his sister-in-law, and he couldn't commit incest.

The sounds of lovemaking next door grew louder, and Wu Song couldn't help but stand up. As soon as he stood, he noticed a secret: the house was old and dilapidated, and there was a hole in the wooden wall, letting in the light from next door.

Wu Song immediately peered into the hole, and his blood boiled; his penis became erect, and the passionate atmosphere of lovemaking inside captivated him.

Pan Jinlian sat naked on Wu Da's body, her hands braced against his chest, her buttocks moving rapidly up and down. Wu Da's penis thrust in and out of her vagina. She moved up and down, sometimes thrusting, sometimes back and forth, her beautiful hair flowing freely, sometimes swinging across her chest, sometimes behind her back. Her large, firm breasts bounced with her movements. Wu Da's hands sometimes grabbed her breasts and rubbed them vigorously, sometimes held her white buttocks, moving her body up and down to match her movements. Her thighs were already soaked with vaginal fluid.

Pan Jinlian was working hard on Wu Da, moaning wildly, but her mind was filled with the image of Wu Song. She felt that the man on top of her wasn't the ugly Wu Da, but the handsome and mighty Wu Song. The more she thought about it, the more energetic she became, making Wu Da feel incredibly pleasured.

"Good wife, well done, it feels so good!" Wu Da felt incredibly comfortable, experiencing wave after wave of pleasure. His usual stamina had changed; he ejaculated after only four or five hundred thrusts.

"What, can't take it anymore?" Pan Jinlian, who was in the throes of passion, became anxious.

"You're too good at this today, I can't hold back. I'll get hard for you later." "Forget it." Pan Jinlian rolled over in boredom, abruptly blew out the lamp, and crawled into bed, pulling the covers over her head and falling into a deep sleep.

That night, she kept having dreams. Sometimes she dreamed that Wu Song was proposing to her, sometimes she dreamed that Wu Song was making love to her, and sometimes... Wu Song next door also didn't sleep well. Pan Jinlian's beautiful and sexy body kept appearing before his eyes, causing him to masturbate again and again.

3. Adultery.

The tiger-slaying hero Wu Song was highly regarded by the magistrate of Qingping County and appointed as a head constable. In the small county of Qingping, this made him a prominent figure. Coupled with his widespread fame as a tiger-slaying hero, he earned respect wherever he went, quickly becoming a celebrity in Qingping County.

The county government had arranged accommodation for Wu Song, but he insisted on living with his brother, saying he had finally found him. Every day after work, he would bring home fish, meat, and other delicious food, transforming their lives and delighting Wu Da and Pan Jinlian. With Wu Song as their protector, Wu Da, who used to be bullied on the streets, was no longer dared to be harassed; he was incredibly proud. Jinlian, too, changed her usual melancholy demeanor, becoming cheerful and radiant, dressing herself up beautifully every day, eagerly awaiting Wu Song's return from work.

Every time Wu Song returned home, Pan Jinlian would greet him with loving eyes and a smile, helping him take off his coat, brushing the dust off his clothes, bringing him tea and water, and showering him with concern. She would constantly attend to him, bringing him water to wash his face as soon as he finished eating and water to wash his feet before he went to bed. Of course, Wu Song's clothes were washed every day and kept neatly trimmed. She treated Wu Song like a king.

Sometimes Wu Song felt bad and would say, "Sister-in-law, don't bother, I can do it myself." Pan Jinlian would say, "Uncle, we're family, don't talk like strangers. You're the head of our family, working hard every day. How can I let you do these chores when you get home? What's a little bit of work for me? As long as you're happy, I'm happy no matter how much I do," as she looked at him tenderly.

Wu Da chimed in, "Brother, what's the big deal? Let your sister-in-law do it. Go home and get some rest so you'll be energetic at work." But it wasn't easy for Wu Song to get enough rest while living at his brother's house, because every night Wu Da would have sex with Pan Jinlian, and Wu Song would secretly watch every night. After watching, he would fantasize about having sex with his sister-in-law and masturbate again and again.

To get a better view, he enlarged the hole in the wall when his brother and sister-in-law weren't around.

During the day, Pan Jinlian would sit at home alone, thinking about Wu Song. Lost in thought, she would go to Wu Song's room, lie on his bed, and crawl under his covers, feeling his breath. Everything inside felt so good, even the sweaty smell left in the blankets seemed fragrant. Thinking this, she would put her hand inside her vagina and move it around, digging into her vagina while crying out, "Song, have sex with me! Have sex with me!" One day, Pan Jinlian went to Wu Song's room again, lay on the bed, and accidentally discovered the hole in the wall. She knew about the hole before, but now she noticed it was much larger.

"What happened?" She crawled over and saw that the entrance to the hole looked like it had been cut open with a knife. The cut was neat and clean. Looking through the hole, she could clearly see the situation in her bedroom.

"Could this be Wu Song digging this up? What's he going to do? Spy on me and Wu Da making love?" Pan Jinlian was instantly excited at the thought. She longed to be with Wu Song, but seeing that he was a gentleman, although she intentionally or unintentionally flirted with him, she didn't dare to seduce him directly, fearing that Wu Song would reject her and ruin her image in his eyes. Now that she saw Wu Song spying on her making love, she immediately came up with a plan to lure him in.

That night, the sounds of lovemaking came from next door again, and Wu Song's penis immediately became erect. He immediately got up, peered into the hole, and the scene inside stimulated his blood to rush.

It turned out that Pan Jinlian's bed faced one side, so every time she sat on Wu Da, she was facing away from Wu Song. But this day, it was reversed. She was sitting naked on Wu Da, facing Wu Song's side of the room, while Wu Da's head was still facing away. The room, which used to have only one lamp, now had three, making the whole room exceptionally bright. Pan Jinlian's beautiful and sexy body was clearly visible, even the pubic hair on her thighs was clearly visible. What

was even more captivating was that Pan Jinlian was frantically shaking her beautiful body while throwing seductive glances in their direction. With every movement, she would throw a flirtatious glance in their direction, and occasionally make a kissing motion. Wu Song looked through the hole, as if she knew he was there and was kissing him.

"So good! So beautiful!" Wu Song was extremely excited, took out his penis and rubbed it vigorously, his tongue involuntarily sticking out, wanting to connect with Pan Jinlian's, but it touched the wall and got covered in dust.

Inside the room, Pan Jinlian, while making love, carefully listened to the sounds from next door. Soon she heard writhing and panting sounds, knowing Wu Song was definitely watching. So she worked even harder, her moans growing louder, as if afraid Wu Song wouldn't hear her. She rubbed her breasts incessantly, creating waves of milk, and showered him with flirtatious glances and kisses, shouting, "Darling, come and do me! Come and do me!" "I'm doing you, aren't I?" Wu Da had noticed Pan Jinlian was becoming increasingly aroused and energetic during sex, enjoying herself immensely. Under her frenzied ministrations, he quickly came.

"Useless," Pan Jinlian muttered. Seeing Wu Da, she didn't bother to put on any clothes, walking naked to the entrance of the cave. She grabbed a mirror, pretending to dress, twisting her waist and thrusting her chest forward, constantly giving flirtatious glances at the entrance, her seductive charm making Wu Song drool. After fiddling around for a long time, she finally turned and retreated at Wu Da's constant calls. As she turned, she blew a kiss towards the cave entrance, giving a charming smile that instantly captivated everyone.

"She saw me." Wu Song was initially unsure of Pan Jinlian's actions, but this final kiss and smile clearly indicated she was greeting him.

"She knows I was peeping. Looks like she likes it. What should I do?" Wu Song collapsed onto the bed, extremely agitated.

"My sister-in-law is so beautiful, so alluring, so captivating. How can I be satisfied without sleeping with her? But I can't betray my brother!" Wu Song tossed and turned on the bed, unable to sleep well all night.

The next morning, after eating the breakfast Pan Jinlian had prepared, Wu Song went to work. Since Wu Da had to go out very early every morning to sell pancakes, only Wu Song and Pan Jinlian were at home.

Wu Song picked up his things to leave, but Pan Jinlian stopped him at the door, smiling and saying, "Uncle, did you sleep well last night?" "Not bad," Wu Song replied, his heart pounding. "You didn't peek at

anyone, did you?" Pan Jinlian's alluring eyes shot over him, a smile playing on her lips, utterly seductive.

"Peeped at what...?" Wu Song was incredibly embarrassed.

"Peeped at me making love." Pan Jinlian pounced on Wu Song, grabbing his groin and stroking it.

"Don't deny it, you've made that hole bigger. Last night I specially lit three lamps so you could see to your heart's content." "Uncle, am I beautiful?" Pan Jinlian felt Wu Song's penis quickly harden, creating a large tent in his pants.

Wu Song couldn't resist Pan Jinlian's seductive advances; lust overwhelmed his last shred of reason. He grabbed Pan Jinlian, his lips pressing tightly against her cherry-like mouth. The two, who had long admired each other, were like dry tinder meeting a raging fire, instantly entwined together. Wu Song ripped open Pan Jinlian's blouse, revealing her two full, perky breasts. He immediately moved his lips to one of them, taking the nipple into his mouth and swallowing it whole. At the same time, his large hand pressed down on the other breast, kneading it vigorously. The force was so strong that it hurt slightly.

"Uncle, be gentle, you're hurting me," Pan Jinlian said, wrapping her arms around Wu Song's back and pulling his clothes up to remove them.

"Is that so?" Wu Song released the nipple and pulled off his clothes, revealing his muscular body. He had broad shoulders, extremely well-developed chest muscles, and bulging arms.

"So strong, is it this strong down there too?" Pan Jinlian reached out to undo his belt.

"No, no, sister-in-law, this isn't right," Wu Song suddenly felt guilty at this critical moment.

"What's wrong with that? As long as we're happy, that's all that matters. Come on, let's see how hard you are down there." Pan Jinlian held Wu Song in one arm, gently kissing his face, while her other hand skillfully unbuttoned Wu Song's trousers and pulled out his large, long penis.

Although Pan Jinlian was flirtatious, she had only ever seen the penises of Zhang Dahu and Wu Da before. Zhang Dahu's was long and thin, while Wu Da's was thick and short. She never expected that Wu Song's penis would be more than twice as long and thick as either of theirs.

"So big! How can I take it?" Pan Jinlian exclaimed, excitedly rubbing it.

"Uncle, touch me." Pan Jinlian pulled Wu Song's hand to her genitals, where her inner thighs were already wet.

Faced with the alluring and provocative nakedness of Pan Jinlian, Wu Song's nascent sense of morality vanished instantly. His lust fueled his desire to find a place to vent his anger. With a roar, he scooped Pan Jinlian up and placed her on the table in the main room, forcefully tearing off her clothes and throwing them to the ground. Pan Jinlian was now completely naked. Wu Song lifted her legs, spread them apart, and thrust his large, erect penis into her vagina, penetrating all the way in. Pan Jinlian's vagina had never encountered such a large penis before; the sudden penetration sent a piercing pain through her entire body.

"Uncle, please be gentle, go slower, it hurts a little," Pan Jinlian pleaded repeatedly.

"I can't wait, it's almost time for my shift," Wu Song said, continuing his vigorous thrusting.

Pan Jinlian's vagina was filled to bursting by his thick penis. With each thrust, her labia would sometimes fold out and sometimes sag. After a dozen or twenty thrusts, her vaginal fluids increased, and Pan Jinlian felt completely filled. Each thrust was against her vaginal walls, the friction intensifying with each wave of pleasure. His long penis would occasionally press against her clitoris, arousing waves of ecstasy.

"Good, harder, all the way in!" Pan Jinlian began to moan. Facing his incredibly beautiful sister-in-law, the one he fantasized about every night, once Wu Song actually had sex with her, he wanted to use all the strength he had for fighting a tiger on his penis. Each thrust was faster and deeper than the last. His thick penis moved in and out of Pan Jinlian's vagina rapidly, causing her whole body to shake violently, her two large breasts swaying wildly, waves of milk rippling across her skin.

Wu Song and Pan Jinlian were deeply in love, evenly matched, and engaged in a fierce and passionate lovemaking, going at it over a thousand times before finally climaxing.

Afterwards, Pan Jinlian clung to Wu Song, not wanting him to leave: "Good uncle, hold me tighter, your sister-in-law loves you to death!" she said, showering him with kisses.

"Oh no, I'm going to be late!" Wu Song gently pulled Pan Jinlian's hand away, saying, "Sister-in-law, I have to go to the yamen, something's come up." "What is it? Go to the yamen and ask for leave. I have something to tell you when you get back." Pan Jinlian released Wu Song.

"I'll try my best," Wu Song said, striding out of the courtyard.

About two incense sticks' worth of time later, Wu Song rushed back in, calling out, "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, I'm back!" "Come to the room," Pan Jinlian said from inside.

As soon as Wu Song pushed open the door, he found Pan Jinlian lying on the bed, her upper body naked, her alluring eyes gazing at him with boundless charm. He was instantly stunned.

"What are you looking at? Come here," Pan Jinlian said, lifting the sheet covering her lower body, revealing that she was also completely naked, her vibrant and fragrant body incredibly tempting.

"My dear sister-in-law," Wu Song said, quickly stripping off his clothes, jumping onto the bed, pinning Pan Jinlian down, spreading her legs, and thrusting his thick, hard penis inside her, immediately beginning to pump rapidly.

"Oh my, Uncle, you're so fast! You got in without a word." Pan Jinlian twisted her body seductively, hooking her arms around Wu Song's neck, letting out seductive moans: "It's so good, so hard, all the way in, hum...hum..." Wu Song thrust for a while, then suddenly stopped, laughing and saying, "Sister-in-law, you move." Pan Jinlian knew what Wu Song meant, but pretended not to understand: "How can I move?" "Sit on top of me, like my older brother." Wu Song was excited just thinking about Pan Jinlian's seductive appearance, and thrust hard a few times.

"You lecherous devil, always peeping at others having sex." Pan Jinlian flicked Wu Song's forehead with her finger. "Then get down!" Wu Song quickly rolled over and lay down. Pan Jinlian sat on Wu Song's lap, skillfully grasped his penis, lifted her buttocks, aimed it at her vaginal opening, and slowly sat down. His penis slid in smoothly, but Wu Song's penis was large and long; it felt full even halfway in, stimulating her vaginal walls with waves of pleasure.

"Yours is so big," Pan Jinlian said coquettishly, took a breath, and sat down, her penis fully inserted, vaguely reaching the cervix.

"It's all the way in." Pan Jinlian said, lowering her head to kiss Wu Song. Then she lifted herself up, placed her hands on Wu Song's chest, and began to move up and down. At first, she would only insert her penis about six or seven points before pulling it out, not daring to go too deep. But Pan Jinlian's vagina was truly exquisite. Because she had never encountered a large penis before, she felt a little uncomfortable at first. After dozens of thrusts, her vagina became increasingly wet, and the pleasure became stronger and stronger. She felt that the deeper the penetration, the more pleasurable it was. So she moved wildly, each time forcefully sitting down, her thick, long penis going all the way in, and moving faster and faster. Soon, she was moving wildly and wantonly on Wu Song's body.

Wu Song lay on the bed, watching his incredibly beautiful sister-in-law wantonly manipulating him. From below, Pan Jinlian's already ample breasts appeared even larger and firmer, bouncing up and down with her movements, incredibly alluring. Her face wore an expression of ecstasy, making her the epitome of a stunningly beautiful and wanton woman. His lust grew stronger with each thrust. He reached out and grabbed her breasts, kneading them while repeatedly arching his hips upwards. With each of Pan Jinlian's movements, his penis moved rapidly in and out of her exquisite opening, her vagina overflowing with fluids, accompanied by the sounds of thrusting.

Pan Jinlian said between thrusts, "Uncle, is this good?" "It's amazing! I want to penetrate you completely!" Wu Song released her breasts, grabbed her buttocks, and lifted her up and down.

"How about I try something else to make you feel good?" Pan Jinlian said with a smile, moving even faster.

"How?" Wu Song asked eagerly.

Pan Jinlian gave Wu Song a seductive smile, climbed down, and lay face down on the bed, saying, "Uncle, you can enter from behind." Wu Song had been in the pleasure quarters for a long time and had seen all sorts of positions, but even the same position, when presented by this stunning beauty, Pan Jinlian, immediately displayed an extraordinary allure. She was kneeling with her legs bent, her round, white buttocks raised high, and a red labia slightly parted amidst the dark pubic hair between her thighs, the entrance to her vagina vaguely visible. Coupled with her beautiful face flushed with desire, her flowing hair, and her swaying breasts, she exuded an irresistible charm.

Wu Song was burning with desire. He quickly leaned behind Pan Jinlian, one hand supporting her buttocks, the other parting her labia, and immediately thrust his penis in, penetrating her completely.

"It's so deep!" Pan Jinlian exclaimed excitedly. After she had tried this position with Zhang the landlord, she tried it with Wu Da a few times, but because Wu Da's penis was short, she was unsuccessful each time. Each time, it would only go in a little bit and then come out. So she never did it with Wu Da again.

Now it was different with Wu Song. His penis was inserted as if he were lying down. Every thrust could reach deep into her vagina, arousing waves of pleasure.

"Thrust faster, harder!" Pan Jinlian cried out excitedly.

"Watch how I thrust into you." Wu Song's lust was raging. He grabbed her swaying breasts with both hands and moved his buttocks vigorously. His penis went in and out quickly, causing Pan Jinlian's vaginal fluid to drip down. The sounds of the uncle and sister-in-law's adultery and their moans echoed throughout the Wu family's hut.

4. Amazing.

After Wu Song and Pan Jinlian got together, they tried every means to have an affair every day. If they couldn't do it at night, they would do it during the day. Often, as soon as Wu Da went to sell pancakes in the street, the two of them would eagerly get together. Only after they had a passionate encounter would Wu Song go to the yamen. Sometimes, if he went to the yamen and found nothing to do, he would sneak home early. Pan Jinlian eagerly awaited his return, and once home, the two would lock themselves in and make love.

Because Pan Jinlian wanted to be with Wu Song, she constantly disliked Wu Da and wouldn't let him near her at night, leaving Wu Da confused. But he was an honest man, both loving and fearing his wife, so he could only endure it and go to sleep.

One day, Wu Da was carrying his load out when he heard the door close. Wu Song, naked, rushed to Pan Jinlian's room. Pan Jinlian was already waiting, naked, and the two immediately began to make love.

"I've missed you so much, I couldn't sleep all night," Wu Song said as he thrust into her. "

Then let's think of a way to satisfy you tonight," Pan Jinlian said breathlessly. "

I'm afraid you'll find out tonight, brother," Wu Song said, thrusting violently, making the bed shake.

"You can invite him for drinks tonight. He'll sleep like a log after drinking, no matter how much you disturb him, he won't wake up. You can even do it to me in my bed in front of him," Pan Jinlian said seductively.

"I'll try it tonight," Wu Song said, thrusting rapidly. He fucked her over a thousand times until they both came. They quickly ate something and went to the yamen.

That night, the three of them sat down to eat. Usually, Wu Song would drink alone while Wu Da ate.

This night, Wu Song said, "Brother, let's drink together." "I can't drink, I get sleepy after a little," Wu Da quickly declined.

"Have a drink with me, it's no fun drinking alone," Wu Song said, pouring Wu Da half a bowl of wine.

"Yeah, Uncle asked you to have a drink with him, so have a drink. It won't do any harm, just go to sleep early," Pan Jinlian chimed in.

"Then I'll have a drink." Wu Da's proudest achievement in life was having a promising younger brother, and his greatest satisfaction was having a beautiful wife. He would do anything for them without hesitation, especially since he couldn't hold his liquor

. After only a couple of sips, his face turned red, and he started talking a lot, saying, "I can't take it anymore, brother. I'll toast you one last time." He downed the drink in one gulp, put his chopsticks on the table, and swayed back and forth, his hands gripping the table.

Pan Jinlian glanced at Wu Song with a smile, then stretched her leg under the table to Wu Song's thigh, pressed it against his penis, and moved it around a few times, giving him a seductive look.

"Brother, have one more drink, the last one." Wu Song brought another cup of wine to Wu Da's lips.

"Okay, good brother, I'll have one more drink." Wu Da opened his mouth, drank the wine in one gulp, and then slumped onto the table.

"Brother is really drunk." Wu Song and Pan Jinlian exchanged a smile, and the two helped Wu Da to the bed in the room. Soon, Wu Da's snoring could be heard.

"Let's go," Pan Jinlian whispered to Wu Song, swaying her graceful body as she walked out the door.

Wu Song quickly caught up, scooped her up in his arms at the door, and tried to carry her to his room.

"Don't go to the room yet, I want to have a drink too," Pan Jinlian said seductively.

"Alright, then let's go drink." Wu Song carried Pan Jinlian to the table, sat on a stool himself, and let Pan Jinlian sit on his lap. He poured her a glass of wine and held it to her lips.

"I don't want to drink it myself, I want you to feed me," Pan Jinlian said coquettishly.

"How do I feed you?" Wu Song laughed.

"You drink it first, then feed it to me." "Okay." Wu Song then took a sip of wine, and then brought his mouth to Pan Jinlian's lips. Pan Jinlian slightly opened her mouth, and their lips met. Wu Song released his grip, and the wine flowed into Pan Jinlian's mouth.

"Good wine. I want more," Pan Jinlian laughed.

The two of them fed each other sips like this. After a while, Pan Jinlian's face turned red, her breathing became heavy, and her desire rose.

"Uncle, I want you now." Pan Jinlian's hand grabbed Wu Song's penis and began to caress it.

"I'll give it to you now." Wu Song stood up, laid Pan Jinlian down on the stool, quickly stripped both of their clothes off, and pressed Pan Jinlian down on the stool to have sex with her.

"Go harder!" Pan Jinlian immediately sprang into action, thrusting vigorously, moving the stool from one side to the other, making a series of clattering sounds.

The two were engrossed in their activity when the noise woke Wu Da, who had just fallen asleep. Feeling dizzy, Wu Da asked, "Jinlian, Jinlian, what's that sound?" Startled, they immediately stopped. Jinlian replied, "Nothing, just a car passing by outside." "Oh," Wu Da groaned, then fell back asleep, soon snoring again.

"Let's go to the kitchen, it's farther away, we won't hear," Pan Jinlian said.

Wu Song immediately picked up Pan Jinlian, his penis still inside her, continuing to thrust as they walked, exciting Pan Jinlian. She whispered in his ear, "You're so good at it." Wu Song and Pan Jinlian had sex for two nights, but continued during the day as well. From then on, they indulged in their debauchery day and night, enjoying themselves immensely. This went on for nearly half a year.

One day, the county magistrate summoned Wu Song, ordering him to escort several death row inmates to a prison in Shanxi. Due to the poor transportation at the time, the round trip would take more than two months. Wu Song accepted the assignment and went home first.

Pan Jinlian was overjoyed to see Wu Song return early, embracing him as soon as they entered the house. Wu Song slapped his bottom and said, "We just did it this morning, still not enough, you glutton?" "I have to escort the inmates to Shanxi tomorrow, it'll take more than two months," Wu Song said somberly.

"What? You're not lying to me? More than two months? How am I supposed to live?" Pan Jinlian exclaimed in shock.

"There's no other way, I have no choice. But this is for the best, it lets us cool off a bit. This can't go on like this," Wu Song said, still fearing that he and Pan Jinlian would fall into an irreparable situation.

"I don't want to be separated from you," Pan Jinlian cried.

"Don't cry, let's have some fun while I'm still here." Wu Song suddenly stripped Pan Jinlian of her clothes, carried her to the bed, and began to have sex with her.

Knowing that they wouldn't see each other again for more than two months after this, they wished they could freeze time forever and keep going. The man thrust hard, the woman was wildly passionate, they tried all sorts of positions, going at it like crazy, until Wu Da was almost home, after four or five rounds.

Wu Song was escorting prisoners to Shanxi, enduring hardship along the way, but

he was also consumed by longing for his sister-in-law, which we won't go into detail about now. As for Pan Jinlian, after Wu Song left, she was listless and depressed, often getting angry with Wu Da, who didn't know where her anger came from and could only keep smiling ingratiatingly. One day, Pan Jinlian was hanging clothes on the second-floor balcony when she accidentally dropped the clothes hanger. She screamed and looked down to see the hanger had hit someone.

This man was no ordinary person. In the entire Qingping County, everyone knew and respected him. He was Ximen Qing, the county's richest man. At only thirty years old, relying on his family's wealth, he now owned thousands of acres of fertile land, several pharmacies and cloth shops in the city, held the position of county criminal investigator, and had several relatives holding high-ranking positions in the province and capital. In Qingping, even the county magistrate had to give him some leeway. He truly had everything he could want.

One day, he was strolling down the street when a stick struck him. Just as he was about to vent his anger, he looked up and froze. A woman of unparalleled beauty, with a face that could rival the moon and shame the flowers, stood upstairs, apologizing to him.

"It's alright, it's alright," Ximen Qing said. A lecherous man with four wives at home, he still indulged in extramarital affairs, always looking away from any beautiful woman. Now, seeing a stunning beauty like Pan Jinlian, he could only fawn over her. He had no anger left; in fact, he thought the stick had been a good thing.

When Pan Jinlian saw Ximen Qing, she found him to be handsome and charming, clearly from a respectable family, and remarkably well-mannered; he hadn't even shown any anger after being hit with a quilt. So she gave him a flirtatious smile and turned to go back inside.

Ximen Qing, however, remained standing on the street, staring intently at the spot where Pan Jinlian had disappeared. This scene was witnessed by Wang Po, a busybody selling tea across the street. She approached Ximen Qing and said, "Master Ximen, are you still looking? Have you taken an interest in that woman?" "Oh, it's Wang Po. Here, this is for you." Ximen Qing took out a handful of loose silver and placed it in her hand, squinting as he asked, "Do you know what kind of person that beauty was just now?" 5. Charm.

This Wang Po was originally a petty and opportunistic person. She used to dislike Wu Song and often caused trouble for him. Each time, Pan Jinlian would come to apologize. Later, when Wu Song arrived... She certainly didn't dare do anything to Wu Da, but she felt a little guilty. Hearing that Ximen Qing, the richest and most powerful man in Qingping City, was inquiring about Pan Jinlian, she knew his intentions. So, with a smile, she said, "Master Ximen, that woman was truly beautiful, but unlucky. She married Wu Da, the shortest and ugliest man in Qingping City, the one who sells pancakes." "Oh, Wu Da's wife? That's such a waste of such a good woman! Granny Wang, could you introduce me to her? I'll reward you handsomely." Ximen Qing was overjoyed to hear she was Wu Da's wife and immediately wanted to get his hands on Pan Jinlian.

"But...but...Master Ximen, if it were half a year ago, getting this woman would have been a piece of cake. But now Wu Da's brother, Wu Song, is here. He's a great hero. Who dares to touch Wu Da now?" Granny Wang glanced at Ximen Qing.

"Oh, so you're Wu Song's sister-in-law! I, Ximen Qing, am not one to be afraid of people. If you hadn't mentioned Wu Song, I wouldn't have cared. Now that you have, I'm determined to get my hands on him. I heard Wu Song is escorting prisoners to Shanxi, right?" Ximen Qing's stubbornness flared up: "To be honest, in all my years, he's never bowed his head to anyone. In his eyes, Wu Song is just a lowly constable. Even the magistrate is afraid of him. Why would he be afraid of Wu Song?" "But I wouldn't dare. If Wu Song comes back, he'll beat me to death." Wang Po declined.

"I say, Wang Po, how much silver do you earn a year running your tea shop?" "If things go well, I can make about thirty taels. That's enough to live on." Wang Po didn't understand what Ximen Qing meant.

"Here's fifty taels. And if Wu Song dares to cause you trouble when he returns, I'm here. Even the county magistrate has to listen to me. What are you afraid of?" Ximen Qing placed a large piece of silver in Wang Po's hand.

"So much? I'm so embarrassed. Well, well, I'll give it a try." Seeing so much silver, Wang Po's heart was moved, and her courage grew. Her eyes darted around, and a cunning plan formed in her mind: "Master Ximen, how about this? Tomorrow I'll invite that old woman to my house to do needlework. You can pretend to happen to be there, then I'll leave and let you do it yourself. Whether you succeed or not depends on your skill and luck." "That's good, it's settled then." Ximen Qing swaggered away.

That night, Pan Jinlian lay in bed, thinking listlessly about Wu Song: "I wonder where he is. I wonder how arduous his journey was. If it weren't for him, how happy I would be now." Thinking about it, she remembered her affair with Wu Song, and her lower body became wet with desire. She couldn't help but reach down and touch her vagina.

Wu Da lay beside her, nervously watching Pan Jinlian. Pan Jinlian had been fierce towards him lately, not letting him near, which had made him incredibly restless. Seeing her seemingly aroused state, he mustered his courage and reached over to touch her body. He touched her large breasts, but Pan Jinlian didn't move, even leaning slightly closer, tacitly approving his actions. Wu Da suddenly became bolder, one hand on her breasts and the other on his genitals, urgently saying, "Wife, let me have my way, I've been pent up for so long." "If you want to, hurry up," Pan Jinlian said, her desire already burning after not having been with a man for many days.

Hearing this, Wu Da immediately became excited, quickly stripping off his clothes. His short, stocky body pressed against Pan Jinlian's curvaceous body, his mouth kissing her two high, firm breasts, soon drooling.

"What are you kissing me for? You're getting me dirty! Hurry up and do it!" Pan Jinlian angrily pushed Wu Da's head away.

"Okay, I'm coming." Wu Da shouted, straightened his hard penis and inserted it into Pan Jinlian's vagina, which was already wet, and it went in easily.

Wu Da's penis was only about half the length of Wu Song's, but it was quite thick. When it was inserted, Pan Jinlian felt that it didn't reach the bottom, but her vagina was still completely filled. The long-lost pleasure rose up, and she immediately twisted her body, thrusting her vulva forward, panting, "Hurry up and insert it... use more force... faster..." Wu Da had been holding back for so many days, and he immediately started thrusting and pumping wildly. With Pan Jinlian's wanton cooperation, he immediately felt a surge of pleasure. After just over two hundred thrusts, he reached a sudden climax and hurriedly said, "Wife, I can't take it anymore, it feels so good." Pan Jinlian was in the throes of passion, and when she heard this, she hurriedly said, "Don't let go, don't let go, I haven't had enough yet." As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a stream of hot semen shoot deep into her vagina. Wu Da collapsed on top of her, his face buried between her two full breasts, panting heavily.

"How boring! Get off, don't embarrass yourself here." Pan Jinlian angrily shoved Wu Da off the bed and turned away, ignoring him.

The next day, Pan Jinlian had just finished eating when Wang Po, who lived across the street, came over, smiling, and said, "Mrs. Wu, you're up early!" "Ah, Wang Po, what brings you here today? Please have a seat." Pan Jinlian quickly brought her a stool.

"Don't bother, I've come to ask you for a favor today. I wonder if you have time?" "I'm fine. Whatever it is, as long as I can do it, I'll definitely help." Pan Jinlian said with a smile.

"I just bought two pieces of cloth and want to make a shirt, but I'm not good at needlework. I heard you're good at needlework, so I thought I'd trouble you." "Sure, bring it over." Pan Jinlian readily agreed.

"Why don't you come to my place to do it? We can sit together and chat while you work. You must be bored at home alone anyway," Wang Po said.

"Alright then." Pan Jinlian followed Granny Wang to her house. Granny Wang's front yard was a tea shop, and the back yard was the living quarters. Pan Jinlian was indeed quite skilled at needlework. Granny Wang watched her work and praised her, making Pan Jinlian happy and quickening her pace.

Not long after Pan Jinlian started working at Granny Wang's house, Ximen Qing suddenly walked in. As soon as he entered, he said, "Granny Wang, I've brought you some fabric. Oh, who is this lady? She looks like a fairy." Upon seeing Ximen Qing, Pan Jinlian thought he was tall, handsome, and dressed elegantly—a truly dashing and charming man. Looking closer, she realized he was the man she had hit with the stick yesterday. Her face flushed red, and she laughed, saying, "I was rash yesterday, please forgive me, sir." "Oh, it was you yesterday? It's nothing, it's nothing. Granny Wang, let me introduce you." Ximen Qing sat down opposite Pan Jinlian, his lustful eyes fixed on her.

Pan Jinlian stole a glance and met his gaze directly. She quickly turned away, her heart pounding: "Who is this young master? Yesterday he seemed so refined, but today he's looking at people like that. He's a bit lecherous. But it's rare to see a man not looking at you like that." Pan Jinlian stood up and said, "Wang Po, you have guests, I'll take my leave." Wang Po grabbed her and pressed her back down onto the stool, saying, "Jinlian, this Ximen Qingmen is the richest man in our Qingping County, and what's even more remarkable is that he doesn't..." "But he's rich and learned, now working as a criminal assistant in the county, only slightly below the magistrate. What's even more rare is his kind heart; he loves helping people. In our Qingping County, everyone knows Master Ximen. Now that you've met, chat a bit. It's alright, Master Ximen is very easygoing. If you need anything, just ask him." "Wang Po, don't flatter me like that, people will laugh at me." Ximen Qing feigned modesty.

"Master Ximen, I wouldn't dare laugh at you. If it weren't for you, I would have been scolded yesterday." Pan Jinlian glanced at him again, seeing he was still staring at her, her face turned even redder, her hands fidgeting with the edge of the cloth.

"You two became friends after a fight. Oh, I have to go outside and greet the guests. Jinlian, you sit with Master Ximen." Wang Po said, heading out.

"Wang Po, Wang Po!" Pan Jinlian hadn't expected Wang Po to leave so suddenly; she didn't even have time to pull her back before the door closed.

"Don't panic, my wife, I'm not a man-eating wolf," Ximen Qing said with a smile.

"I...I...I'm not good at speaking, and I'm not used to being with strangers," Pan Jinlian said, sitting there feeling very uncomfortable.

"Then I'll tell you a joke, my wife. Would you like to hear it?" Ximen Qing said with a smile.

"Please, sir," Pan Jinlian thought that this Ximen Qing was truly remarkable; he was indeed polite and had a refined demeanor.

Ximen Qing then told several jokes he had heard before, which made Pan Jinlian laugh non-stop. She repeatedly said, "Good, good, really funny! Is there more?" "Yes, if my wife wants to hear them, I can tell them to her every day." Pan Jinlian knew he was trying to seduce her, so she stopped laughing and said, "I wouldn't dare trouble you, sir. I was rude earlier." "My wife, I have a question for you. I see that you are as beautiful as a fairy, but your husband is short and ugly. I really don't know how you can stand being with such a person every day. Everyone in Qingping is indignant for you." Ximen Qing moved a stool next to Pan Jinlian.

"This is my unfortunate fate." Hearing this, Pan Jinlian couldn't help but think of many sad things from the past, and tears welled up in her eyes. Ximen Qing grabbed Pan Jinlian and said, "My wife, look at me! I'm completely infatuated with you." "What are you doing? Let me go!" Pan Jinlian was terrified by Ximen Qing's actions and struggled desperately.

"I want you. From the first moment I saw you, I was captivated by you. I'll go crazy without you." Ximen Qing hugged Pan Jinlian's neck and kissed her face haphazardly.

"No! Let me go!" Pan Jinlian cried and struggled, but she was no match for the tall and strong Ximen Qing. Ximen Qing held her body with one hand and deftly unbuttoned her clothes with the other. In no time, he pulled open her top, revealing two high and full breasts.

"So beautiful!" Ximen Qing exclaimed, immediately pressing his hand to her breasts. He felt that they were large and soft, and one hand could not cover one breast.

"Wow, they're so big! I've never touched such large breasts before," Ximen Qing exclaimed, his fingers deftly caressing them, sometimes gently stroking them, sometimes lightly pressing on the nipples, doing everything he could to tease them.

"No, no, let me go!" Pan Jinlian cried out, her body still struggling, but her strength was waning.

Her breasts had always been her most sensitive area; once touched, they would generate pleasure and desire. Now, in the hands of Ximen Qing, a master seducer, under his skillful caresses, she felt waves of itchy pleasure slowly rising within her. At the same time, her lower body was pressed against Ximen Qing's hard penis. Even through her clothes, she could feel how hard and long it was. She had never felt his penis pressing against her so tightly when she was with Wu Song before; it was probably even bigger and longer than Wu Song's. As her body twisted, Ximen Qing's penis rubbed against her lower body, making her genitals itchy, and her vagina slowly became wet.

"I can't do this, it would be unfair to Wu Song." Pan Jinlian thought to herself, and her body began to struggle again.

"Don't move, I will treat you well." Ximen Qing reached down, grabbed her skirt sash, and pulled hard. The sash snapped with a crack, and he pulled it down, causing the corset to fall to the ground, revealing her white buttocks and thighs.

"No, please spare me!" Pan Jinlian felt a surge of despair when she saw her skirt being ripped off. She knew her body was about to be taken by Ximen Qing, but she dared not struggle desperately, nor did she want to struggle anymore, as her lust grew stronger and stronger.

"Come on, my darling." Ximen Qing quickly took off his pants, spread Pan Jinlian's legs, and thrust his penis inside. He was an experienced womanizer, and his penis found its place immediately. He felt the entrance was wet, indicating that she was already aroused. With a forceful thrust, his penis slid in all the way.

"Ouch!" Pan Jinlian cried out, feeling a large, long penis inserted into her, filling her empty vagina completely. Her vaginal walls were stretched open and tightly wrapped around his penis, the pleasure of the friction rising rapidly.

Ximen Qing lifted Pan Jinlian and placed her on the table inside the room. He lifted her legs and hoisted them onto his shoulders, pressing his lower body tightly between her thighs. His buttocks moved rapidly, his thick, long penis thrusting in and out of Pan Jinlian's vagina. He felt her vaginal walls gripping him tightly with each thrust, the fleshy sensations and constant pleasure coursing through him. It was truly a paradise cave, one in a hundred.

Ximen Qing had seen countless women, but this was the first time he had encountered such a tight, seductive cave. He was incredibly excited and thrust even harder.

With each thrust, Pan Jinlian felt an unparalleled comfort in her vagina, as if each stroke was hitting her G-spot. Each thrust brought waves of intoxicating pleasure. After one thrust, she wanted the next one, involuntarily arching her buttocks to meet his thrusts. Her hands, which had been pushing Ximen Qing away, now wrapped around his neck, her whole body twisting with his movements, and her eyes began to gleam with lust.

"Is it good, my darling?" Ximen Qing thrust vigorously, and seeing that Pan Jinlian was starting to cooperate, he immediately lowered his head and kissed her. Pan Jinlian raised her body, opened her lips to meet his, and their lips immediately intertwined. Ximen Qing's tongue swirled in Pan Jinlian's mouth, and was immediately entangled by Pan Jinlian's tongue. The two engaged in a fierce back-and-forth battle.

After thrusting for a long time, Ximen Qing suddenly pulled out his penis, lifted Pan Jinlian to the table, and turned her over. Pan Jinlian immediately put her hands on the edge of the table, raised her buttocks, and spread her legs. Ximen Qing held her buttocks, thrust his penis in from behind, and then began to thrust forcefully, laughing and saying, "My darling, how did you know I was going to fuck you from behind? So willing." "You're laughing at me, I'm not doing it anymore." Pan Jinlian twisted her buttocks and swayed her body, looking wanton.

"Don't dare, don't move, watch me fuck you hard, let you have your fill." Ximen Qing began thrusting wildly, his body slamming against Pan Jinlian's buttocks, making a series of sounds. Soon, Pan Jinlian's vaginal fluids increased, making the thrusting even smoother. Pan Jinlian cried out incessantly, her buttocks throbbing, occasionally turning her head to kiss Ximen Qing, displaying an extremely wanton appearance.

Looking at Pan Jinlian's wanton appearance, Ximen Qing thought she was a peerless beauty, both beautiful and wanton, feeling extremely pleased. He thrust even more vigorously, thrusting over a thousand times, feeling waves of pleasure washing over him. Knowing he was about to climax, he leaned down, pressed against Pan Jinlian's back, grabbed her swaying breasts, and thrust his buttocks hard a few more times. An extremely pleasurable sensation spread throughout his body, and his semen gushed out.

Pan Jinlian also cried out, stretched out her hands, and fell onto the table, her vagina gushing out, spraying onto his glans, sending waves of pleasure through him.

"How do I compare to your Wu Da?" Ximen Qing lifted Pan Jinlian onto his lap, caressing her naked body.

"You're so naughty." Pan Jinlian squirmed in Ximen Qing's arms, one hand around his neck, the other pulling at his ear.

"No, it hurts! Let go, my wife, I'll never be naughty again." Ximen Qing feigned pain, but his hands were kneading Pan Jinlian's breasts forcefully.

As the two were laughing and joking, the door suddenly opened, and Wang Po walked in, startling them so much that they hurriedly searched for their clothes, Pan Jinlian especially terrified.

"Oh dear, I've only been out for a moment, and look what shameful things you've done! I'm going to tell Wu Da!" Wang Po said, turning to leave.

"Wang Po, don't go, please spare me!" Pan Jinlian hurriedly grabbed Wang Po.

"Wang Po, don't be angry, we can talk this over." Ximen Qing quickly closed the door and pulled Wang Po to sit down at the table.

"What's there to discuss? You two have done something shameful. What will Wu Da do to me later?" Wang Po feigned seriousness.

"As long as you don't tell, I don't tell, and Jinlian doesn't tell, no one else will know. Of course, I'll give you something in return," Ximen Qing said.

"Alright, as long as you give me the money, I'll help you. If you want to do it again, come to me." Wang Po immediately changed her tune.

"No, we won't do it again," Pan Jinlian said defiantly.

"Jinlian, what kind of talk is this? Since you've gotten together with Master Ximen, you should treat him well. I'll be lenient for your sake, considering your feelings. But if it's just a one-time affair with him, and there's no real affection, I can't stand people like that. I'll definitely tell Wu Da." "No, I beg you!" Pan Jinlian knelt down in front of Wang Po.

"Don't kneel. As long as you promise to continue seeing Master Ximen, I'll help you. Otherwise, let's not talk about it." "Jinlian, just agree. I won't treat you badly in the future," Ximen Qing pushed Pan Jinlian away.

"Then I agree, but you must keep this a secret and don't let anyone else know." Pan Jinlian now knew they were in cahoots to lure her in, but now that she was hooked, she had no choice but to let them have their way.

"That's my good wife!" Ximen Qing pulled Pan Jinlian into his arms and kissed her face.

"Don't do that, Granny Wang is here." Pan Jinlian glanced at Granny Wang, her face flushed with embarrassment.

"Haha, you young people have so much energy. You two have fun, I'm going out." Granny Wang laughed and closed the door behind her. As

soon as Granny Wang left, Ximen Qing lifted Pan Jinlian onto his lap, spread her legs, raised her buttocks, and brought his penis close to her vaginal opening. Pan Jinlian immediately sat down, and his penis was fully inserted. The two immediately resumed their lovemaking.

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