Hero and Fairy

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Penang, Malaysia, is a beautiful island. Although small in size, it has everything, from high-tech industrial zones to an alluring coastline on the other side, making it a dream vacation destination for many tourists.
Besides its beautiful scenery, Penang's cuisine is also world-renowned, boasting a plethora of delicious dishes such as Char Kway Teow, Hokkien Prawn Mee, and Penang Laksa.
For those seeking a hearty meal, there's a wide variety of seafood to choose from, truly a foodie's paradise.
Duro was sunbathing on Batu Ferringhi beach in Penang.
Although it was only a little past 3 pm, he was already quite drunk.
The Southeast Asian sun is generally quite strong, but today it was half-hidden by dark clouds; otherwise, Duro, already half-drunk and lying motionless on the beach with his eyes closed, would probably have been sunburned to a crisp.
Unlike other tourists who stayed at beach resorts, Duro, heartbroken from a recent heartbreak, simply found a small inn and wandered onto the deserted beach. He found a corner, stripped down to his underwear, and lay down on a large towel to sunbathe.
Besides reeking of alcohol, he hadn't shaved for days; his handsome face was now covered in stubble, and even his eyes were slightly glazed by the alcohol.
However, the alertness honed from years of adventure remained, so when he heard a series of light footsteps approaching, he naturally became vigilant.
Duro sensed ill intent from the footsteps—five people in total, approaching him with a flippant gait.
He sighed inwardly. He just wanted to wallow in self-pity; why did someone always have to cause him trouble? The uninvited guests approached Duro. One of them kicked away the clothes Duro had placed beside him, scattering sand on his face and body, causing him to frown.
Although Duro didn't open his eyes, he heard another man pick up his clothes and search them.
The man spat on the sand, cursing viciously, "Fuck! You old geezer, you only have so little money on you? Damn it!" Only then did Duro lazily open his eyes.
In front of him were five young men and women, around twenty years old—four boys and one girl.
The four boys looked like they were still wet behind the ears, but their faces revealed a ferocity beyond their years.
They were all wearing vests and tattered jeans, their bare arms covered in dense tattoos.
To be honest, Duro had seen many such delinquents and didn't care much for them, but the only girl among the five caught his eye.
The girl looked to be no more than eighteen or nineteen, with a high, straight nose, pale green eyes, and light blonde hair. She was clearly of mixed race, though her pretty face still retained some Asian features.
She was tall, even slightly taller than her two male companions when she stood up; her legs seemed to start right below her waist.
Like the other four boys, she wore only a simple white t-shirt and extremely short shorts, her long, white legs captivatingly long.
A wildness shone in her eyes and brows as she stared at Du Luo with disdain.
Du Luo had never been looked at like that by a woman before, and he couldn't help but chuckle.
He never expected to be so vulnerable, so looked down upon by a young girl. Du Luo's laughter only fueled the rage of the other four boys.
One of the boys, his face covered in acne, pointed at Du Luo and hurled insults, "You old geezer, what are you laughing at? You think I won't break your ribs with one punch?" Even with his good temper, Du Luo could n't stand these arrogant guys, especially since he was already in a bad mood; otherwise, he wouldn't have been
drowning his sorrows in alcohol. Instead of getting angry, he laughed and gave the boy a disdainful look, saying, "Frankly, I don't believe you." "You old geezer, watch me beat you to a pulp!" Du Luo's words only added fuel to the fire, and the acne-faced boy immediately
attacked. The acne-faced boy was a seasoned fighter; his attack was fast and ruthless. He immediately punched Du Luo in the nose.
The nose is fragile; a heavy blow can fracture it and cause profuse bleeding. The person hit usually panics, so experienced fighters often strike the nose first to gain the upper hand.
The boy with pimples' strategy was correct, but unfortunately, he encountered Duro, a seasoned fighter. All his tactics were child's play against Duro. The
moment his fist flew, Duro was already up, his iron fist striking first, landing a powerful blow to the boy's nose.
It was always the boy who was beating people up, but this time it was the opposite. With a scream, he was knocked to the ground by Duro's punch.
His face was covered in blood; his nose was clearly broken, and he rolled around in agony.
The boy's four companions, initially looking down on Duro for his disheveled appearance, thought him easily defeated, but the outcome was far beyond their expectations.
The other three boys exchanged glances, rubbing their fists, and approached Duro.
A boy with short hair and a small gecko tattoo on his cheek glared at Du Luo and said, "I didn't expect you old codger to have some skills! Let me, the gecko, take care of you!" Du Luo waved at him, then pointed at the three boys one by one, "Don't waste time, all three of you come at me together!" The three boys looked at each other, incredulous.
The gecko snorted, "Fine! You asked for it, don't blame us for bullying an old man like you!" The three of them let out a wolf howl and then charged from three different directions.
Du Luo plunged his left foot into the sand and kicked hard, instantly filling the face of the boy attacking from the left with sand, momentarily blinding him.
At the same time, Du Luo charged forward, and just as he was about to clash head-on with the gecko, he suddenly turned and charged to the right, arriving in front of a long-haired boy.
The long-haired boy immediately threw a punch, and Du Luo also threw a punch, colliding with his fist.
"Oh my god!"
The long-haired boy cried out in pain as their fists collided.
It turned out that Du Luo's iron fists were forged through countless hammer blows; the moment they met, the long-haired boy
felt excruciating pain. Du Luo didn't hesitate, delivering a follow-up kick, striking the
long-haired boy squarely in the groin. The kick caused the boy to double over in pain, temporarily incapacitated.
Gecko had already rushed over.
He was the most skilled among them, and seeing his companion injured, he immediately chopped down on Du Luo's carotid artery at the back of his neck.
Seeing Du Luo about to be hit, Gecko was overjoyed.
Just as his hand was about to strike Du Luo, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen. Du Luo, without turning his head, kicked him backward, sending him flying into the air and crashing heavily onto the beach, sending sand flying everywhere.
Having made his move, Du Luo showed no mercy.
He grabbed the long-haired boy's hair and pulled hard, slamming his forehead against the sand-covered boy's head, sending both of them flying. Then he kicked the gecko in the stomach.
The gecko, after taking Duro's kick, spat out the beer he had just drunk, curled up like a shrimp in pain, and even his eyes rolled back.
The boy with acne, who had been the first to strike, had just gotten up. He had originally wanted to fight Duro to the death, but seeing his three companions being knocked down by Duro with lightning speed, he was speechless and unsure whether he should join the fight.
The girl also stared at Duro in disbelief.
She never expected this bearded man to be so skilled, defeating her companions so easily.
Duro turned to the girl and smiled, "Sorry, I think I went a little too far..." Before he could finish speaking, he delivered a left hook to the boy with acne's chin, knocking him down again, "...but I just couldn't help myself!" The girl stared blankly for a while before finally asking, "So, are you going to hit me?" Duro shook his head repeatedly, "Of course not, no no no, I never hit women." He picked up his clothes, put on his pants first, and then put on the shirt that was originally white but was now so dirty that its original color was unrecognizable.
He bowed to the girl, "Goodbye, my angel!" Although heartbroken, his smooth-talking nature remained unchanged; he seized every opportunity to flirt.
He walked a short distance to the roadside and slowly made his way back to his small hotel.
He intended to alleviate his inner pain by physically torturing himself, so he rejected all luxuries. He didn't rent a car in Penang, nor did he take a taxi; he walked the entire way.
In the tropical weather, he was drenched in sweat after walking for about ten minutes.
His shirt clung tightly to his muscular body, revealing his well-built, yet not exaggerated, physique. Unfortunately, there weren't many pedestrians on the street, and those who were were mostly older Western tourists; no one gave him an admiring look.
After walking for a while, a car suddenly pulled up beside him, following him at a leisurely pace.
Duro turned his head and saw a Maserati coupe, and the driver was none other than the mixed-race girl from before.
The girl rolled down the window, "Uncle, get in!"
Duro chuckled inwardly, thinking he had finally upgraded from an old man to an "uncle."
Seeing that he didn't react, the girl continued to persuade him, "Get in, I'll give you a ride!" Duro thought for a moment, then opened the car door and got into the Maserati.
His thinking was simple: even if it was a trap, he was skilled and daring, so there was nothing to be afraid of. He might as well get in! Before he was even settled in, the girl accelerated.
Batu Ferringhi's roads were notoriously winding and had only two lanes, but the girl handled them with ease, maintaining a high speed even on such roads, demonstrating her exceptional driving skills.
Duro, a skilled driver himself, remained unmoved by the girl's driving ability, simply remarking, "Not bad!" The girl smiled radiantly, her previous wildness vanishing, replaced by a warmth that shone like the summer sun on Duro's cold heart.
She extended her hand to Duro, "I'm Michelle." Duro shook her hand and introduced himself, "Just call me Duro!" Michelle asked, "Duro, where do you live?" Duro replied, "Shangri-La..." "Shangri-La Hotel?"
Michelle asked casually.
Duro shook his head. "No, it's the Shangri-La Hotel, about a kilometer ahead." Michelle was a little confused. "I've never heard of a Shangri-La Hotel a kilometer ahead!" Duro smiled. "It's a tiny, family-run hotel. Of course, someone driving a Maserati wouldn't have heard of it." Michelle said, "My home is nearby. Why don't you stay at my place for a few days instead of staying in that kind of small hotel?
I live alone anyway."
Duro was a complete wanderer, so he naturally understood the implication in Michelle's words.
It seemed that a wanderer like him wouldn't refuse an invitation from a beautiful woman, especially a top-tier mixed-race beauty like Michelle, so he agreed. "Then I'll bother you for a few days." Michelle first took Duro to the Shangri-La Hotel, retrieved his luggage, and then set off for her home.
Duro's luggage was actually just a backpack; after all, a wanderer who roams the world doesn't need much luggage.
On the way, Du Luo couldn't help but ask Michelle, "You invited me to your house, weren't your friends furious?" Michelle snorted, "Who cares about them! I'm not that close to them, I just got bored at home alone, so I went out with them!" Du Luo asked again, "You seem to have no worries about food and drink, why did you go and try to steal my money from those people?" Michelle laughed and said, "They were just messing around! First, they were short of money, and second, they didn't like you!" Du Luo continued to ask, "If they didn't have money, wouldn't they ask you for it?" Michelle giggled, "Why would I be so stupid as to let them know I have money! I usually park my car far away before meeting them!" Actually, Du Luo wanted to ask again, she had just been quite disdainful of him, why did she suddenly change her tune so drastically? Did she see that he was quite skilled, not like an ordinary old man? After all, girls admire heroes, right? That's what Du Luo was thinking.
He didn't want to ask directly, as it would ruin the atmosphere.
Michelle drove for about fifteen minutes before turning onto a road leading to a small hill.
Duro knew this was a secluded road with several large villas along the way; in Penang, such villas were very valuable, suggesting the girl came from a wealthy family.
Michelle drove to a two-story villa, opened the gate with the remote, and drove in, parking in a large parking lot in front of the villa. Duro
looked around; the parking lot also contained a Jaguar convertible and a BMW motorcycle.
He also noticed a swimming pool in the villa's garden, meaning the owners didn't need to go to the beach to swim.
Michelle got out of the car and pointed to the pool, "You can swim here. There's a row of trees in front of the pool blocking the view; you can even swim naked if you want." "Okay, then I'll swim naked!" Duro immediately started taking off his clothes, revealing his muscular physique once again.
Unlike on the beach, this time he stripped completely naked, not only showing Michelle his six-pack abs but also revealing his enormous penis between his legs. Michelle
had already gotten a general idea of his body while he was sunbathing on the beach, but only now was she truly taking a close look at his strong yet not exaggerated physique.
She scrutinized Duro from head to toe, her attention primarily focused on his still-erect, yet undeniably menacing, member.
Duro didn't seem to care about Michelle's greedy gaze, simply walking to the poolside and nimbly leaping into the water.
Although the local weather was hot, the pool water was cool, offering Duro some relief from the heat.
After swimming for a while, Duro heard a splash beside him.
He wasn't surprised at all, knowing that the person who had followed him into the water must be the mixed-race beauty, Michelle.
He turned over in the water and, sure enough, saw Michelle, also completely naked, beside him.
Michelle was young, with small, exquisitely shaped breasts and vibrant pink nipples.
Although she lived in the tropics, her skin was fair and smooth, untouched by the local sun.
The hair between her legs had clearly been carefully trimmed, leaving only short, inverted triangles.
Like her hair, the hair was a pale blonde, shimmering in the water—truly tempting.
She gazed at Duro for a few seconds before swimming towards him and embracing him in the water.
Duro, the playboy, naturally welcomed this unexpected stroke of luck without hesitation, not only holding her tightly but also kissing her.
The moment they kissed, Duro discovered she possessed a kissing skill far beyond her years, easily arousing his desire.
Her hands weren't idle either, constantly caressing Duro's broad back.
In addition, her breasts, pressed tightly against Duro's chest, significantly increased the water temperature.
They kissed in the water until they were completely out of oxygen before finally surfacing.
Michelle's eyes gleamed with a seductive light. "You shouldn't regret coming to my house with me, should you?" Duro said with a wicked grin. "I never regret anything I've done." Michelle submerged again, this time focusing on Duro's large penis.
Under her teasing, his penis was already slightly erect, so she witnessed its virility as soon as she entered the water.
Du Luo, of course, knew her purpose in diving into the water; he was also quite looking forward to this moment, as he did need some new stimulation to alleviate the pain of losing his lover.
He had already experienced Michelle's kissing skills, so he knew this mixed-race beauty was certainly well-versed in other techniques as well.
When Michelle actually took his glans into her mouth, he realized he had underestimated her. Despite being only eighteen or nineteen, she was definitely a veteran in oral sex.
Besides his glans, Michelle's delicate hands also grasped his penis, stroking the massive member in the water.
In just a few seconds, Du Luo felt the previously cool pool suddenly become hot, a heat rising from his penis throughout his body, causing him to groan involuntarily.
Michelle stayed underwater until all the oxygen in her stomach was used up before surfacing.
At this moment, Du Luo was burning with lust. The moment he saw Michelle emerge from the water like a lotus, he wanted to pull her up and have his way with this mixed-race beauty right there at the poolside.
Unexpectedly, Michelle broke free of his grasp and swam to the shallow end of the pool.
Standing there, she smiled and said to Du Luo, "No need to come up, just fuck me here!" "Okay, as you wish!" Since she made this request, Du Luo naturally complied.
He immediately went over, grabbed Michelle's slender waist, and lifted her entirely out of the water.
Michelle immediately giggled and reached out to stroke Duro's chest. "Duro, you're so strong..." Duro chuckled, "There's something even stronger waiting for you!" Michelle understood his unspoken meaning, but youthful arrogance doesn't equate to fearlessness. She pouted and said to Duro in a coquettish tone, "Who's afraid of who? You'd better not just be all show and no substance!" Duro was both amused and exasperated. He never expected that a girl like Michelle, not even twenty years old, would be so audacious as to challenge him.
Since that was the case, he didn't hold back. He first rubbed his hard, large penis against Michelle's mons pubis until she wriggled uncontrollably, then lifted her high.
When he put Michelle down, what greeted the girl was, of course, his glans.
Michelle was already aroused by Duro's enormous member.
Without any restraint, she spread her long legs wide and grabbed his large penis, directly inserting the glans into her vagina.
"Ah..."
The two of them, locked in close combat, couldn't help but exclaim in unison.
Michelle, though young and not very sexually experienced, had been with several men, but once Duro penetrated her, she felt her vagina almost completely filled, enjoying it immensely. She couldn't help but lower her body, allowing his penis to penetrate even deeper.
Michelle had a wild and untamed air about her, and Duro had initially assumed she must have been with countless men, but when he penetrated her, he found her to be as tight as a virgin. Perhaps it was her natural narrowness, but it gripped his penis tightly, making him cheer and sweeping away the gloom of the past few days.
The two of them splashed around in the swimming pool, their vigorous movements causing water to overflow, soaking the poolside.
Michelle, aroused by his ministrations, wrapped her legs around Du Luo's waist, her lower body rubbing against his abdomen. Du Luo,
in turn, lowered his head to suckle her nipples, both taking what they needed from each other. While thrusting into Michelle, Du Luo panted, "Little vixen, I didn't expect you to be so skilled!" Michelle snorted, "You're not bad either, you bad uncle! But I'm warning you, I'm extremely difficult to satisfy! You'd better not disappoint me..." Du Luo laughed, "You don't need to worry about that! I'm not bragging, but with my abilities, I can definitely send you flying!" To prove his strength, Du Luo suddenly leaped into the water, his large penis rapidly thrusting in and out of Michelle's vagina, creating waves in the water.
Michelle was caught off guard, and could only cling to his neck, letting out moans.
Du Luo chuckled inwardly, "You arrogant bastard, I'll teach you a lesson you won't be a Du!" He thrust vigorously in the water, his glans colliding violently with the deepest part of Michelle's vagina. The sounds of splashing water, the impact of flesh, and Michelle's moans echoed throughout the erotic pool. Fortunately, Michelle's villa was some distance from the nearest buildings, otherwise, it would have disturbed the neighbors. Just
as Du Luo was feeling smug, Michelle suddenly convulsed, apparently having climaxed.
Her vagina contracted tightly, and Du Luo's large penis felt as if it were bound by a tight band, making his soul almost fly away.
The situation was critical, so Du Luo had no choice but to grit his teeth and desperately endure.
Firstly, he didn't want to lose face in front of Michelle, and secondly, he hadn't had enough fun yet and didn't want to give up now, so he could only try his best to suppress that surging passion.
It took Duro a lot of effort to get through that wave of passion and suppress his enthusiasm.
Once he caught his breath, he saw Michelle making a face at him, "You bad uncle, you're amazing, you actually managed to hold back from ejaculating!"
Chapter 2: Our Daddy's Not Home
In the spacious hall of a villa in the coastal area of Penang, Malaysia, two people were lying naked on the floor.
The two were a man and a woman. The man was about thirty years old, his face mostly covered by a beard, but it couldn't hide his untamed spirit.
He was muscular, with a clearly visible six-pack, and his large penis was erect, like a ferocious beast.
The woman was very young, probably only eighteen or nineteen years old, a typical mixed-race woman with a tall figure and long, light blonde hair, but her face still retained the delicate beauty of an Eastern woman.
At this moment, she had an ice cube in her mouth, gently rubbing it against the man's nipple. Her hands were also busy; her right hand caressed his face, while her left hand's five fingers danced a tango on his lower abdomen, gradually moving towards his erect penis.
This couple, engrossed in sex, were none other than Du Luo and Michelle.
After their playful time in the pool, they were still not satisfied, so Michelle took Du Luo to the villa's hall for a second round.
Michelle had already climaxed once, but Du Luo hadn't yet ejaculated; his penis remained erect, and with Michelle's constant teasing, it remained stubbornly erect.
The first time was intense, but after their sexual desire subsided slightly, they slowed down, savoring each other's bodies.
Michelle's left hand lingered near Duro's large penis for a while before finally grabbing it with one hand. At the same time, Duro placed his large hands on her breasts, kneading and shaping them into countless different forms.
Neither of them was in a hurry to engage directly, prolonging the foreplay as much as possible to bring each other's desire to its peak.
While enjoying Michelle's superb skills, Duro was also secretly surprised. "She's so young, and not a sex worker, how does she know so much? The only explanation is that she was trained by a master from a young age. But... who would train a rich girl like her in these sexual techniques?" Although he couldn't figure it out, he was, after all, just a playboy, a playboy who lived for the moment, so he didn't dwell on it. Instead, he focused entirely on playing the sexual game with Michelle.
The two of them were like masters in battle, each using their best techniques on the other.
Unlike a true duel between masters, theirs wasn't a life-or-death struggle; both were experiencing intense pleasure from each other.
Under Michelle's onslaught of ice and delicate hands, Duro's penis bulged and hardened.
Michelle wasn't faring much better, her body burning from Duro's caresses.
Having already climaxed once, Michelle wanted to get her revenge, so she turned 180 degrees, assuming a 69 position with Duro.
She lowered her head and rubbed the ice cube in her mouth against Duro's glans, a chill immediately spreading from his penis to his entire body, causing him to shiver involuntarily.
Michelle pressed on, swallowing the glans, pressing it against the ice cube in her mouth.
This sudden stimulation made Duro thrust forward, beginning to pump.
Michelle offered no resistance, sucking even harder as if afraid Duro wouldn't ejaculate.
Encountering this little vixen, Duro became impulsive, thrusting into her mouth as if it were a vagina.
While passionately performing oral sex on Duro, Michelle swayed her lower body in front of him, reminding him not to just focus on his own enjoyment but also to take care of his partner.
The battle-hardened Duro immediately understood, spreading Michelle's legs and launching his tongue into her vagina.
Duro's oral sex skills were absolutely no less than Michelle's.
Under his onslaught, Michelle was aroused, constantly pressing her lower body against Duro's mouth, as if hinting for him to penetrate her even deeper.
Duro, of course, did his best to satisfy her needs, his tongue plunging in and out, ramming and thrusting inside her vagina, soon feeling a gush of clear fluid welling up inside her, spraying him all over.
Duro himself was also burning with passion, almost unable to control himself, his pent-up desire about to burst forth.
He didn't want to finish so easily, so he warned Michelle, "I'm about to cum!" Michelle used her hand instead of her mouth before replying, "Then cum!" She tightened her grip, increasing the speed of her masturbation, hoping to make Duro ejaculate as quickly as possible.
Duro was a little anxious and had to tell the truth, "If I cum now, I won't be able to fuck you so quickly later!" Michelle smiled like a little fox, "No! With your performance just now, you'll definitely be able to fight again soon!" Actually, Duro was very confident that he could get an erection quickly after ejaculating, but he didn't want to waste his ammunition.
His plan was to teach this audacious little vixen who dared to challenge him a good lesson, to fuck her until she climaxed countless times, and then he would gloriously retire. If he ejaculated now, he might not be able to fuck her for quite a while later.
Seeing his indignant expression, Michelle assumed he lacked confidence, so she smiled and said, "If you're scared, then just admit defeat! We'll be even, okay?" She treated this sex as a competition. She had already ejaculated once while they were making love in the swimming pool, which counted as a loss. If Duro admitted defeat now, they would each win a round, resulting in a tie.
Duro didn't argue with her, thinking that he would just have his fill of fucking her later anyway, so there was no need to argue with her now. He nodded and said, "Okay, let's call it even!" Hearing Duro admit defeat, Michelle immediately slowed down the speed of her stroking of his penis. Duro's surging urge to ejaculate immediately subsided, becoming more controlled, but the pleasure remained undiminished.
Du Luo gasped in pleasure, "You little vixen! Where did you learn all this?" Michelle chuckled, "You naughty old man, why are you so curious? Just enjoy yourself!" Du Luo thought about it and realized she was right. He and this mixed-race beauty were just strangers who had met by chance; they might part ways tomorrow. Why think so much? So he closed his eyes and let Michelle give him a handjob and oral sex.
Now that he had won, Michelle's technique was different from before. His penis felt waves of pleasure under her control, but it didn't ejaculate quickly. Just
as Du Luo was enjoying himself, Michelle suddenly stopped.
He frowned and asked, "What's wrong now?"
He didn't hear Michelle's answer, but his penis was quickly enveloped by a warm little hole. It turned out that this little devil couldn't hold back any longer and was finally going to have a real orgasm with him.
Duro had been waiting for this moment for a long time. He had already experienced Michelle's tightness at the swimming pool, and now, in this second encounter, the feeling was still intense, like inserting a sword into a narrow scabbard, which excited him. His waist kept thrusting upwards.
"Ah... you bad uncle, you're going in so deep..."
Michelle's vaginal opening was constantly being hit by his glans, and she couldn't help but let out an alluring cry.
Duro chuckled, "This is just the beginning, there's more to come!" Duro had now opened his eyes, looking at Michelle's cute appearance as she panted, and her breasts swaying back and forth. He couldn't help but reach out and grab those beautiful things, squeezing and kneading them to his heart's content.
To prove his strength, Duro suddenly sat up from the floor.
He hugged Michelle tightly, and then stood up while still fucking her.
He carried Michelle to a sofa, placed her jade-like back on it, and then grabbed her slender waist, continuing to fuck her while standing in front of the sofa.
Although the air conditioning was on in the villa, Du Luo was still drenched in sweat, and Michelle was also sweating profusely; the air conditioning couldn't cool down their passion at all.
Du Luo suddenly felt his glans enveloped in a burning heat, knowing that the little vixen beneath him had climaxed again. So, he thrust into her with all his might a dozen times, then with a powerful pull, he abruptly withdrew his large penis from her.
In the blink of an eye, as soon as his penis separated from Michelle's vagina, her secretions gushed out, soaking Du Luo's chest and lower abdomen; she had actually squirted.
Du Luo flipped the still-breathing Michelle over, making her upper body lie face down on the sofa, her buttocks facing him.
He first used his fingers to tease Michelle's vagina, making her gasp and moan as she reached her climax, before thrusting his penis back in, attacking the little vixen from behind.
After a few thrusts, he saw Michelle's snow-white, fragrant buttocks and couldn't help but pat her a few times, saying triumphantly, "Now it's two to one! Hehehe!" Michelle was already out of breath and could only gasp, "I know... you bad uncle... you... you..." The unruly Du Luo immediately imitated her, speaking haltingly, "I... I... what's wrong with me?" After catching her breath, Michelle was finally able to finish her sentence, "Don't take advantage of me... I'd rather die with you!" Du Luo suddenly felt the muscles in her vagina tighten around his penis, then relax, waves of ecstasy washing over him, causing him to lose control. His penis began to twitch, a sign of impending ejaculation.
Knowing the situation was hopeless, Du Luo gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "Fine! Let's die together!" He mustered his remaining strength and thrust desperately, his lower abdomen repeatedly colliding with Michelle's fragrant buttocks. The sounds of flesh colliding echoed through the villa's hall, along with the panting of the two lustful lovers.
Actually, Du Luo only thrust about twenty more times before his glans ejaculated a thick stream of semen, scalding Michelle and causing her to cry out in pleasure as they reached
ecstasy together. After ejaculating, Du Luo lay on Michelle's jade-like back, pressing heavily on her until the little vixen couldn't take it anymore and protested before he got up.
After a period of intense battle, they finally released their desires. Covered in sweat, they naturally wanted to take a shower to wash away the secretions on their bodies.
Michelle led Du Luo to the bathroom in the master bedroom on the second floor, where they washed together under the showerhead.
Michelle casually picked up a razor and shaved Duro's face clean.
Looking at Duro's clean-shaven face, Michelle's eyes lit up. "You bad uncle, you're actually quite good-looking! If you're really desperate, you could become a gigolo and make some money off women!" She stared at Duro's large penis. "Your skills in bed are as good as your fighting skills. With that talent, hehe, if you were a gigolo, your business would be booming! Want to consider being your manager?" Duro wasn't sure if this 90s girl was praising him or insulting him, so he just chuckled three times.
After a series of vigorous activities, both of them were a little hungry.
Duro went downstairs for a walk and noticed something unusual: he couldn't find a single photograph.
Most people would have family photos or pictures taken during trips at home, but Duro only saw a few landscape paintings on the walls of the villa's living room.
Duro's heart skipped a beat, but it wasn't his concern, so he didn't dwell on it and went straight to the kitchen to find something to eat.
He searched the kitchen and found only some instant noodles besides a large quantity of beer.
He shrugged, thinking that instant noodles were fine; he was planning to wallow in self-pity anyway. He'd eat some noodles, then down some beer, and then make love with Michelle to end the day! That was Duro's plan, but Michelle had other ideas.
She walked naked into the kitchen and pulled Duro, who was preparing instant noodles for dinner, out of the kitchen. "Are you kidding me? Why are you eating instant noodles! I'll take you out for seafood, then to the bar district!" Duro nodded noncommittally, thinking that as long as there was alcohol, he was fine. He just wanted to continue wallowing in alcohol and forget all his sorrows.
Just as Duro was about to put on his terribly dirty white shirt, Michelle frowned and stopped him. "No, no, no! Your clothes are too tattered! Come on, just throw on a t-shirt first, I'll take you to buy some clothes, and then we'll go eat!" Being looked down upon was a completely new experience for Duro.
Since Michelle was willing to pay for his clothes, he didn't mind.
Michelle herself wore a black t-shirt and a pair of jeans that looked tattered but were actually designer brands, and then found a t-shirt and pants for Duro to wear.
After they were all dressed, Michelle drove her Maserati to Gurney Drive, a famous tourist spot in Penang, to pick out clothes for Duro. Gurney
Drive is a coastal street in Penang, lined with seafood restaurants, five-star hotels, and luxury sea-view apartments. There's also a large shopping mall called Gurney Plaza on the street, which is where Michelle took Duro shopping.
After parking the car in the underground garage, Michelle took Duro to a high-end store and picked out several outfits for him.
Michelle generously pulled out a credit card, paid the bill, and then had Duro put on a blue shirt and white khaki pants.
As the saying goes, clothes make the man, and as soon as Duro emerged from the dressing room in his new clothes, the saleswomen's eyes lit up.
Michelle herself nodded in satisfaction, "Hmm...not bad, not bad, you have potential!" Duro knew perfectly well that the little vixen was implying he had the potential to be a gigolo, so he just smiled it off.
"Let's go! Let's eat!"
Michelle took Duro's hand, like a couple deeply in love, and drove back to the Maserati, heading to a restaurant in Gurney Drive.
The restaurant had a tropical feel, with both an outdoor and indoor area.
The evenings in Penang were quite cool, and since the restaurant was right by the sea, a refreshing sea breeze was blowing in their faces, so the two of them chose to dine in the outdoor area.
Michelle ordered a variety of seafood, including grilled tiger prawns, curry crab, and Thai steamed fish.
Duro hadn't been eating much these past few days, spending his time drinking.
Faced with such delicious food, he couldn't resist the temptation, eating bowl after bowl of rice, even forgetting to drink the beer in front of him.
His ravenous eating only reinforced Michelle's impression that he was just a desperate man at the end of his rope.
She reached out and touched the back of Duro's hand with her finger. "Hey, you bad uncle, who are you? What are you doing in Penang?" Duro finally managed to swallow the food in his mouth. "I'm a wanderer, I don't know where I'm going. A few days ago, I bought a plane ticket with my eyes closed using a mobile app, and that's how I ended up in Penang. As for why I'm in Penang? Of course, to enjoy the beaches here!" Michelle asked curiously, "So what did you do before? I mean... did you have a job?" Duro chuckled, thinking to himself, "This little devil is trying to dig into my past, it's really funny.
" He deliberately told the truth, "I used to be a special forces soldier, fighting against an international crime syndicate for many years, and now I'm retired. Before coming to Penang, I was a photographer for a fashion magazine in London." Michelle stared at him with wide eyes for a while before suddenly bursting into laughter.
Her reaction was exactly what Duro expected.
That's how the world is; people often don't believe the truth you tell, because sometimes reality is more unbelievable than movie plots.
Michelle laughed and said, "I think if you can't be a gigolo, you could be a screenwriter! Hehehe, a special forces soldier? Have you ever killed anyone?" Duro nodded, "Of course I have, quite a few!" Michelle still didn't believe a word he said, "Then... tell me, what does it feel like to kill someone?" Duro shook his head, "I don't feel anything. I kill people just because I want to live, it's just a survival instinct." "Okay, okay, I won't ask anymore! I'm dying of laughter, I actually met a special forces soldier today! Hahaha!
Bad uncle, I know you're very skilled, but with your looks, honestly, although you're a bit old, it's a waste that you're not a gigolo!" Michelle took out her credit card and signaled to the waiter to pay the bill, "After we're full, let's go to a bar and you can drink to your heart's content!" "Okay!" Hearing that there would be drinks, Duro didn't care where they went, so he followed Michelle to a bar street not far from Gurney Drive.
Duro looked around and noticed the numerous bars lining the area; he spotted several at a glance.
"Shamrock, that's an Irish pub, specializing in Irish beer. Uptown, they have a band playing Chinese songs. Monkey Bar, that's a quiet bar, perfect for friends to chat," Michelle introduced the bars to Duro as she drove.
Duro casually asked, "Which one should we go to?"
Michelle had just parked the Maserati in front of a large bar. "Since it's our first time here, we should go to the hottest one!" Duro looked out the window and saw the bar's neon sign prominently displaying the words "Slippery Senoritas."
He muttered to himself after looking at it, "Sly Women... Hmm, good name!" He knew that "senoritas" was Spanish for young women, and "slippery" here meant cunning, implying that the bar's name was "Sly Women."
Michelle jumped out of the car and tossed the keys to a burly security guard at the bar's entrance. "Tom, park the car for me!" Tom caught the keys and gave Michelle a thumbs-up, indicating no problem.
Duro knew Michelle must be a regular at this bar, otherwise she wouldn't be so familiar with the staff.
As soon as they entered the bar, Duro saw a stage at the far end, where a band was playing popular Western songs.
In front of the stage was a dance floor, and in the center of the bar was a rectangular bar counter. Customers sat at round tables around the bar, drinking or watching the performance, creating a vibrant, bustling scene.
Michelle led Duro to a round table closest to the dance floor and gestured for him to sit down.
As soon as they sat down, without Michelle even asking, a bartender placed a bottle of Scotch whisky and four glasses on the table.
Amidst the deafening music, Duro asked Michelle, "Anyone else joining us?" Michelle gave him a strange smile. "Of course! It can't just be you and me when we're out having fun, right? More people means more fun!" Duro seemed indifferent to everything, simply nodding noncommittally before pouring two whiskies on the rocks, one for himself and the other in front of Michelle.
Michelle raised her glass, giggling, "Cheers, cheers!" Duro raised his glass and lightly clinked it against hers, "Cheers, nice to meet you!" Just as they were about to down their drinks, a hand suddenly landed on Michelle's shoulder, and at the same time, a melodious girl's voice rang out from behind her, speaking fluent English, "Why didn't you wait for us before starting to drink?" "Yeah! You forgot about your sisters when you had a handsome guy! You're such a womanizer!" another girl laughed from behind Duro. Her voice was slightly magnetic, not as melodious as the first girl's, but it had a unique charm that left a slightly teasing feeling.
Without Michelle needing to say anything more, Duro knew these were her sisters. From their voices, he could tell they were both quite young, probably around Michelle's age.
When the two girls sat down in front of them, even Duro, who was used to seeing beautiful women, couldn't help but feel a flutter in his heart.
One of the girls was an Asian girl with long hair, and the other was a blonde with blue eyes.
The long-haired girl wore a red halter-neck mini-dress, revealing a pair of long, beautiful legs.
Even in the dim lighting of the bar, Duro could still see that she had a bronze complexion, clearly a girl who enjoyed outdoor activities.
The other girl, besides having blonde hair, even had blonde body hair on her bare arms exposed outside her short-sleeved t-shirt, proving that she was a genuine blonde beauty.
Her high nose bridge, full lips, and large, bright green eyes complemented each other perfectly, and coupled with her shapely figure, she made one's mind wander to bed at first glance; she was indeed a sexy bombshell.
Michelle watched coldly, of course, she could see that her two friends had stirred up waves in Duro's heart.
As she gestured for Duro to pour drinks for the two of them, she smiled and said, "You three, introduce yourselves!" Duro, always quite gentlemanly, immediately extended his right hand to introduce himself, "Hi, hello! I'm Duro, you can call me A-Luo." The long-haired girl smiled sweetly and shook hands with him, "A-Luo, hello. My name is Zhiya." Michelle chimed in, "Zhiya is from South Korea, she only came to Penang two years ago." Duro immediately let out a long "Oh," thinking to himself, no wonder she looks like a Korean girl, she really is a South Korean.
The other blonde girl automatically extended her hand to Duro, "Call me Taylor! I'm from Texas." Duro was a little surprised; he really hadn't expected to meet beauties from all over the world in this bar.
He turned to look at Michelle, the little vixen who smiled at him and said, "I'm a native Penangite, just a mixed-race one." The four chatted for a while; being young (although Duro was about ten years older than the other three), they quickly became acquainted.
After taking a sip of her drink, Zhiya suddenly gave Michelle a wink, "I've seen you sneaking out to play a lot lately, where's your daddy?" Michelle chuckled, "Don't talk about me! If your daddy were in Penang, you two wouldn't be out partying, would you?" Zhiya and Taylor laughed together, "Likewise! Hahaha!" Hearing this, Duro vaguely sensed that the daddy they were talking about wasn't their real father.
Although he roughly guessed the truth, it was their private matter, so he didn't ask if they wouldn't tell him.
After the band finished playing a song, the lead singer bowed to the audience, "Our first segment is over! We hope to see you all again when we come back on stage in an hour!" As soon as the lead singer finished speaking, the bar's resident DJ started playing upbeat dance music, and many people immediately rushed to the dance floor to dance.
Zhiya whispered in Duro's ear, "Here, the band and DJ take turns. The band performs for an hour, then the DJ takes over, and an hour later it's the band's turn again." Duro nodded, "I see." At close range, Zhiya's fragrance wafted over him, making his heart flutter.
Zhiya glanced at the dance floor, "Come on, let's dance!"
How could Duro refuse a beautiful woman's invitation? He immediately jumped up, took Zhiya's hand, and led her to the dance floor.
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[The End]

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