The Flower in the Sea of Sin [Full Text]

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The Flower in the Sea of Sin

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(Part 1)

Zhou Ping had always been an excellent student from elementary to junior high school, so among the four hundred people nominated to take the high school entrance exam,
based on his past outstanding grades, he was sure to be among the top five.

Not only did he have excellent academic performance in school, but he was also quite good at sports, so for a
boy who was only sixteen years old, he already had a precocious and strong physique.

"Xiao Ping, your good grades in school make your mother very proud. If you have the opportunity to
attend the parent-teacher conference at school in the future, your mother will be very proud of you..."

His mother, Li Xiangping, had already predicted that he would be admitted to high school before his high school entrance exam announcement was over.

His father, Zhou Youshan, and his sister, Zhou Qianru, also had the same opinion about his entrance exam.

"Mom, Xiao Ping will definitely be at the top, without a doubt." His sister Qianru was more confident in Zhou Ping than
his mother Xiangping.

Zhou Youshan sat on a recliner, leisurely smoking a cigarette in his hand. Listening to their conversation,
he seemed to deeply sympathize, silently nodding and showing a satisfied smile.

The family of four hadn't gone out that evening, all gathered around the television chatting. Unfortunately, their casual
conversation often centered on Zhou
Ping, who seemed to be the center of the family. The nickname "Xiao Ping" was used by everyone,
back and forth like a saw being pulled back and forth.

"Can you please not call me Xiao Ping?"

"Why? Xiao Ping is your name!"

Xiang Ping, holding her two snow-white arms behind her head, combing her hair, looked at Zhou Youshan and
giggled seductively.

This was too strange… Zhou Ping wondered.

On the surface, it was a harmonious and peaceful family. But Zhou Ping sensed
an . This invisible barrier, like a strange pressure, often made him feel
suffocated.

In fact, this family didn't revolve around Zhou Ping; he was merely trapped within their circle, and
everyone kept a considerable distance from him.

Just as they were distant in appearance, they treated him like a mental patient recuperating at home.

"I'm sixteen years old this year! I'm so tall, even if you're blind, I still have two holes
!" Zhou Ping used his family's nickname as an excuse to vent his anger at the unfair treatment he received, deliberately
shouting and uttering vulgar words.

Li Xiangping looked surprised. "Wow! How could you speak so rudely? Who taught you that? Maybe you
've made some bad friends outside?"

"So what if I have bad friends?"

"Sigh... I'm your mother..."

"I won't be a child forever; I have the right to choose my friends." Zhou Ping
roared . Mother Li Xiangping was stunned by Zhou Ping's aggressive demeanor, speechless for a long time.

"..." The entire living room was silent.

Clearly, everyone was hesitant to speak after Zhou Ping brought up such an unpleasant topic.

"If you don't change how you address me, I'll become deformed if I stay here any longer,"

said the older sister, Qianru, wearing pajamas, nestled on the sofa with her legs bent and knees pressed together, sitting upright.
"Isn't that right? The quality of friends isn't the main issue; it's about one's own character."

"What you say is quite agreeable."

"You are Zhou Ping, from birth..." Mother suddenly shouted angrily, but stopped
abruptly ," her face showing a sudden blankness.

Zhou Ping was stunned. He turned to look at his sister, Qianru, whose eyes held a chilling
gaze.

Zhou Youshan remained silent, smoking his cigarette, seemingly oblivious.

There must be something fishy going on here. It must be a Zhou family secret kept from me alone! Zhou Ping muttered to himself,
and from that moment on, he stepped onto a narrow path.

That summer, before he was to enter high school, he still had the intention of taking the entrance exam to continue his studies, but
the secret within his family made him depressed.

"You're always looking downcast. You're probably having some kind of mental breakdown. You should go to the hospital's psychiatric department
for a checkup to relieve your worries," Zhou Ping's best friend, Shen Zhengde, suggested.

"This isn't a problem that medicine can solve. I'm perfectly normal at school, but I get upset when I get home!"

"After school, don't rush home. Do some part-time work somewhere to relax!"

"If you have time for part-time work, you should study harder at home."

Zhou Ping and Shen Zhengde had been good friends since childhood and continued to attend the same school after growing up. Today, on their way home after school, Shen Zhengde sensed that Zhou Ping had undergone significant psychological changes

in the past year , and these changes were more pronounced recently. 　　Shen Zhengde inquired about him with concern, wanting to find out the root of the problem. 　　　　　*** *** *** *** 　　Three months later, Shen Zhengde visited Zhou Ping's home several times and, based on his observations, felt there were several questions. 　　Zhou Ping's father was a middle-aged man in his fifties. Although he was very tall, he lacked the energy and vitality of an average person. His hair was completely white, which was unusual for his age. His temples were gray , and there were fine wrinkles on his face, making him look even older. His usual leisurely demeanor and slow movements suggested premature aging. 　　His mother, Li Xiangping, appeared to be in her thirties. She had a beautiful face, with willow-leaf eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes that often held a captivating gaze. Because she was pampered, her fair and delicate skin seemed to radiate moisture. Her curvaceous figure, neither too thin nor too plump, exuded the sexiness of a mature woman. Her shapely hips would often sway and tremble when she flirted and struck alluring poses, truly captivating the men in the neighborhood.

He was dazzled by the sight.

His older sister, Zhou Qianru, was eighteen years old and already a stunningly beautiful young woman. Perhaps she
inherited it from her mother! Although she was still a budding flower, she possessed a captivating figure and a
charmingly alluring face.

These questions swirled in Shen Zhengde's mind, making him increasingly suspicious. Could it be…?

So, one day, he arranged to meet Zhou Ping after school on campus.

On the willow-lined bank of the small pond, Zhou Ping and Shen Zhengde sat side-by-side on the lush lawn.

Shen Zhengde's first words were, "Zhou Ping, after visiting your house a few times, I've felt something's off. I want to ask
you a few questions."

"What questions? Go ahead and ask."

With Zhou Ping's approval, Shen Zhengde went straight to the point: "Have you noticed that your father and
mother are quite different in age?"

Hearing Shen Zhengde mention this, Zhou Ping seemed to realize something and said, "Oh! That's right! They're more than ten
years apart!"

"Your mother loves you quite a bit, doesn't she?"

"Yes!" On this point, Zhou Ping couldn't lie; his mother was indeed good to him.

"But why do you two siblings look so different?"

Shen Zhengde said, his face full of questions. He continued, "Zhou Ping, have you ever
had a copy of your Zhou family's household registration?"

Zhou Ping was beginning to suspect a family secret. He shook his head and said, "No.
My mother handled the procedures when I enrolled in school."

"Zhou Ping! Don't be angry when I say this! Your family's blood relations seem more complicated than those of a
normal family!"

Shen Zhengde's words were like a thunderclap in a clear sky, shaking Zhou Ping's heart. Zhou Ping couldn't
believe it was true, and he hoped it wasn't. To verify this, the two agreed to skip
school and go to get the evidence together.

The next day, the household registration copy from the district office was laid out before Zhou Ping.

In an instant, Zhou Ping froze. His body seemed to be sucked into the earth. His mind
went read it aloud with trembling hands.

Father—Zhou Youshan, Mother—Li Xiangping, both remarried.

Zhou Qianru was brought to her husband's family by her mother, Li Xiangping, while Zhou Ping was born to Zhou Youshan's ex-wife.

"Ah! My mother and sister at home are not blood relatives..." Zhou Ping felt the cold sweat on his back
had soaked through his heavy clothes.

"You are Zhou Ping! From the moment you were born..." Li Xiangping's words still clearly echoed in his ears.

"Zhou Ping, look carefully!" Shen Zhengde, who accompanied him to the district office, said.

"It's nothing serious." Zhou Ping's face was full of pain as he handed the transcript to
Shen Zhengde with a self-torturing feeling, making Shen Zhengde read it carefully from beginning to end.

"Zhou Ping, your original biological mother's name is Huang Wanling."

"..." Zhou Ping remained silent.

"Zhou Ping! Don't complain about anyone!"

"I don't complain about anyone." Zhou Ping answered excitedly, his voice trembling with tears.

Shen Zhengde understood Zhou Ping's feelings at that moment, but didn't know how to comfort him, as this
matter was a huge blow to Zhou Ping.

"Sigh! Now that you know your background, I think it would have been better if you hadn't."

"..."

"When you get home, don't utter a single word. Just live your life as usual, and don't tell anyone .
When you hear someone call you by your nickname, just answer!"

Shen Zhengde repeatedly urged him. In truth, Zhou Ping didn't have the courage to pursue the matter further.

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

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, Zhou Ping graduated from North High School.

And when the university entrance exam results were released—a time of joy for some and sorrow for others—he was fortunate enough to be admitted to his ideal university,
but Zhou Ping planned to drop out. "

Zhou Ping not only has to give up his studies, but also the family relationship he has maintained for the past nineteen years... to be precise, from when he was one and a half years old until now
will be broken.

This is not only a severe blow to Zhou Ping, but also an inevitable
process under long-term psychological pressure, and the final result.

According to the household registration transcript...

Li Xiangping and her daughter Zhou Qianru first stepped into the Zhou family fourteen years ago.

Zhou Youshan's timber products company has only been in operation for twelve years, so Li Xiangping
came to support this struggling family during the difficult period when Zhou Youshan started from scratch.

The young Zhou Ping was secretly called "Xiaoping" and raised as Li Xiangping's biological
son . As for Qianru! From the age of four, fate decided that she had to keep the secret.

Whenever Zhou Ping looked at Qianru's face, it reminded him of their different blood relationship, and his heart would pound like
a deer . When their eyes occasionally met, he would feel breathless."

Could it be that he was heartbroken? This question had Zhou Ping's thoughts in turmoil.

He often sat quietly in a corner of a familiar coffee shop, pondering these tangled and troublesome family matters, chain-smoking cigarettes to immerse his mind in the thick fog. When he was lost in thought, the
loud music in the coffee shop obscured his thoughts. 　　Suddenly, a vivid flower seemed to bloom before his eyes, and he decided to shatter the "past" with a single blow.
It 　　was a moment of inner clarity, but the long past, like an endless roll of film, constantly entangled him , and cutting through the mess

was not easy. 　　So, Zhou Ping, still a member of the Zhou family, endured for over a year. 　　Then, during his second year of university, problems arose. 　　That night, the sky was as clear as usual, and everyone in the Zhou family was resting in their rooms. 　　"Zhou Ping, may I come in?" 　　It was already midnight. Zhou Ping was in his bedroom, sitting at his desk reading a book, when Qian Ru...

Unexpectedly, someone knocked on Zhou Ping's door.

"The door's unlocked, come in yourself!" Zhou Ping ignored her knocking, responding briefly before his eyes remained
buried in his book.

"Oh! So diligent!" Following the soft voice, the beautiful older sister, Qianru, stepped
into , turned and closed the door, then walked towards the desk.

"Ah! Xianxian, please have a seat."

Zhou Ping turned his head, and Qianru's attire made his heart flutter.

Qianru entered wearing a bright purple nightgown, the silk fabric revealing her
voluptuous fair body, with her firm, snow-white breasts peeking out.

Her high, erect nipples trembled with each step, exuding a breathtakingly alluring fragrance.

Her slender, graceful curves were captivating, especially the small thong she wore, something he had never seen
since understood the nature of love between men and women.

Zhou Ping was mesmerized, a burning desire coursing through his body.

Gradually, his younger brother's awe of his older sister vanished. He felt his body had suddenly grown
strong and powerful, and his exceptionally large penis, compared to his classmates, was a remarkable gift.

Now, seeing his sister Qianru's alluring, voluptuous body, so full of mature girlish temptation, he
felt he was now on equal footing with her.

"Xiaoping! Why are you looking at me like that? You're such a little devil!"

Qianru's fair and pretty face was flushed with a light blush, making her already beautiful and sexy face
even more charming and alluring.

"Ugh! A strong smell of alcohol... Oh... you've been drinking!"

Zhou Ping smelled a strong odor of alcohol as soon as Qianru opened her mouth, and said threateningly, "
You say I'm precocious, but what about you? A girl like you sneaking a drink?"

"Ha! What? You're such a jerk for being so ungrateful! You're angry again! Ha!" Qianru, her face flushed
with drunkenness , laughed loudly at Zhou Ping. As she spoke, she reclined on Zhou Ping's soft bed, propping herself up with her right elbow,
her hand gently supporting her rosy cheek, her alluring eyes glancing at Zhou Ping, her lips filled with boundless desire.

She seemed to be enticing Zhou Ping to commit a crime, deliberately lifting her robe with her left hand to reveal two fair, shapely,
and long pink legs, seductively saying, "Xiao Ping! If you were a short candle, how much
oil would you leak?"

Hearing her teasing and seductive words, Zhou Ping was furious at Qian Ru's mockery, and his
desire was rising. He was also amused by her, his face flushed, and his anger was surging.

He disregarded ethics and morality; the anger in his heart, like a volcano that had been dormant for a long time,
could no longer be contained.

Zhou Ping angrily got up from the chair and rushed to the edge of the bed.

"Fine! I'll show you whether I'm a little candle or a flashlight!"

Zhou Ping shouted at Qian Ru, quickly stripping off his clothes and standing
naked in front of her.

His strong, masculine physique was presented before Qian Ru's eyes, causing her to widen her beautiful eyes, her small mouth slightly
open, letting out a soft gasp, her pink face flushed, and she was extremely shy.

"You were just mocking me for being a short candle, but I've already become a giant flashlight! But I wonder
what your little cave is like?"

In an instant, Zhou Ping had stripped Qianru of her robe and panties. Even though she had struggled half-heartedly, she
was still stripped naked. Her snow-white skin was slightly flushed, and her plump, fair body had beautiful
curves. Her full, alluring breasts stood high, topped with nipples like ripe grapes. Below was a smooth
abdomen, and at the junction of her full, fair thighs, thick, dark pubic hair grew. Three slightly protruding
mounds of flesh , with a fleshy slit in the middle, were truly exquisite.

He quickly bent down, his strong body pressing against the soft, smooth female body. At this moment, Zhou Ping's
mouth was already at Qianru's breasts, opening it to take the bright red nipples into his mouth. He sucked and held them tightly.

He used his tongue to move up and down, left and right, constantly swirling around the nipples.

He grabbed her other breast with one hand and pressed it down hard,
kneading and rubbing the firm, white flesh. His fingers kneaded and pinched her nipple.

Qianru, aroused, shifted her body restlessly in resistance, but this only
fueled . He sucked on her nipple even more vigorously, and kneaded her breast with even more force.

This teasing of pressing and sucking made Qianru, a girl with such alluring charm and sexual experience, unbearably
wanton .

"Mmm... hum... um... um... um..."

Qianru felt an unbearable tingling and itching all over her body. Her breasts felt numb and itchy, a tingling sensation that
penetrated deep into her bones. She enjoyed this feeling, clenching her teeth in ecstasy, breathing heavily,
letting Zhou Ping play with her beautiful body and breasts.

"Ping... Yu... I... um! Hmph! No... don't suckle... no... um... sister... sister's little
sister... it's so itchy... itchy... hmph..."

After his teasing, Qianru was already tightly hugging Zhou Ping and moaning softly.

Zhou Ping knew that she was already unable to suppress her desire.

So, he intensified his methods of arousal, quickly sliding his right hand down, through her smooth lower abdomen, the hairy
black bush, and probing towards his sister's alluring peach blossom cave.

He felt a few soft pubic hairs on her vulva, her two plump labia were already hard and swollen, and
the was already overflowing with lustful fluid, so warm and hot to the touch, wet and sticky.

Suddenly, Zhou Ping inserted his finger into her fleshy hole, and then dug and probed in the smooth vulva, rotating it non-stop,
teasing the tender flesh of the vaginal wall to contract and spasm in response.

Qianru's heart pounded like a deer's, her face flushed, and her white flesh trembled slightly. She cried out, "Oh...
Ping... don't touch it... um... hmph... sister... sister will let you insert it, little sister... um... no... don't dig anymore
... my little hole is itchy... itchy... hmph..."

Pressed against her soft and alluring body, Zhou Ping was already in a daze, his mind pounding. Now, Qianru's
moans made him even more unable to restrain himself.

He quickly jumped off the bed, stood by the bed, grabbed Qianru's calves with both hands, raised her two round pink legs
high, and inserted his already hard and erect penis into Qianru's wet and lustful vulva.

He squatted down, thrusting his buttocks forward, and forcefully shoved his large penis into her vagina.

A loud "plop!" echoed as their genitals made contact.

But this little slut, Qianru, despite her promiscuous private life and having slept with several male classmates,
still had such a tight and tender vagina. Even with Zhou Ping's forceful thrust, only
the head of his large penis, about the size of an egg, was inserted.

"Ah...it hurts...Ping...you...be gentle...oh...oh..."

Qianru's vagina, filled with the large penis, trembled with pain. She closed her eyes, furrowed her brows, and gritted her teeth,
moaning softly:

"Ping...oh...your big penis...is too...too...ah...ah..."

(II)

Qianru's painful screams did not elicit any pity from Zhou Ping; instead, they fueled his bestial desire
to invade his sister's body.

Zhou Ping had lost all reason; his mind was filled with hatred—hatred for his family background, hatred for why his mother hadn't told him,
and hatred for his sister's deception.

Moreover, he felt his glans being tightly gripped by her small vulva, the incredibly tender vagina so alluring. Now that
his penis was inside, how could he let this opportunity slip by?

He quickly let go of his sister's jade-like legs and instead embraced her round, plump buttocks. With another forceful thrust of his hips, his massive
penis ruthlessly plunged in to the hilt, hitting her cervix squarely.

"Ah... Ping... you... ah... ah..."

Qianru cried out, pounding her chest with her hands. The swelling pain inside her vagina made her
want to pull away, but he held her firmly with his hands.

Once his massive penis was inside, Zhou Ping began a frenzied, brutal thrusting. The bright red flesh of her vagina was squeezed and turned inside out by the thick penis
. Her soft clitoris trembled incessantly from the impact of his penis.

Qianru was in excruciating pain, like a virgin on her first night, her vagina stretched as if it were about to tear by Zhou Ping's powerful, thick, extra-large
penis.

"Ah... God... It's... It's killing me... Ah... It hurts... Ugh... Ugh... You... You
're hitting... Hitting the very core again... Ah... Please... Be gentle..."

Zhou Ping's speed didn't slow down, and Qianru's desperate pleas did nothing to sway him. Her narrow vagina was still
being brutally penetrated by him, and the vaginal fluid kept flowing out, running around her vulva. He thrust into her
hundreds of times like a rape, after all, Qianru was a girl with experience in penetration. The frenzied thrusting gradually aroused her long-dormant
desire.

"Ah... Ping... Sister... It's not like I won't... I won't let you penetrate... Ugh... Oh... Ping... Be
gentle first... Your big cock is so hard... I really... can't take it..."

Qianru endured the pain, already quite adept at the pleasure of thrusting, her hands tightly wrapped around Zhou Ping, moaning softly.

After a period of brutal thrusting, Zhou Ping's desire was somewhat relieved. Hearing his sister's soft
moans of pleasure, he looked up at her half-closed eyes and the alluring smile on her lips. Her intoxicated, wanton appearance was captivating, and he
couldn't resist lowering his head to kiss her.

Qianru wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, responding passionately, her bright red lips wide open,
allowing his tongue to roam freely within her mouth. His hands grasped her firm, plump
breasts, gently kneading them.

His thrusting ceased, his large penis remaining inside her wet, tender vagina, the glans pressing deeply against her clitoris,
rotating and rubbing.

Qianru's desire surged again from his teasing. Especially the cervix deep within her vagina,
rubbed by the large glans, caused an indescribable itching sensation throughout her vagina.

"Mmm... Ping... Sister's pussy is so itchy... Quick... Quick, use your big cock... to give me...
comfort ... quick... Hmph... quick... Sister... Sister wants your extra-large penis..." Her whole body was sore and itchy,
and her moans were incoherent with the stirrings of her desire.

However, these moans were a great encouragement to Zhou Ping. Zhou Ping revealed a
smug look, his energy surged, and his swollen, red cock stood even straighter. He picked up his sister
's plump buttocks again and began to thrust wildly, each thrust hitting her G-spot.

Qian Ru tightly hugged his back, her tight vagina containing his big cock, swaying her slender
waist , her big buttocks gently welcoming him.

"Mmm...mmm...it's so beautiful...good...so good...dear brother...Ping...I want to call you
dear brother ...oh...your big cock...makes me...mmm...it's so beautiful...mmm..."

"Ouch...mmm...good brother...harder...thrust harder...ahh...it's so beautiful...
oh...it's so sore...mmm...I'm so happy..."

Zhou Ping felt his heart pounding wildly. His sister's moans made him feel hot all over. He held her buttocks,
stroking them with both hands, and his large penis went in and out faster.

Qianru felt extremely comfortable all over, especially with the large penis thrusting in and out of her vagina, she felt incredibly full and comfortable. Her
hair was disheveled, her hands tightly hugged him, her pink face buried deep in the pillow, her face flushed, her silver teeth biting the corner of the pillow,
her slender waist twisting violently, her buttocks being thrown high, making her wet vulva protrude even more. The lustful water from her vagina
gushed out like a spring, soaking Zhou Ping's large penis, making Zhou Ping feel extremely comfortable.

Zhou Ping thrust even more frantically, his large penis pounding wildly inside her vagina,
rubbing against her clitoris until it felt tingly and intensely numb.

"Oh... my little hole... ah... my whole body is so... so weak... oh... numbing
... oh... my juices are flowing out... mmm... dear brother... your big cock... is so good at... fucking... it
feels so good... ah... ah..."

Zhou Ping saw that her juices were flowing more and more, and her vagina was becoming even more wet and warm. So, without any restraint, he thrust
in and out, his penis entering her little hole as if it were his own.

"Ah...ah...sister...your little...cunt...so beautiful...so tight...so wet...

it feels so good to have your big cock inside me..."

Qianru had reached the peak of her sexual climax, her little mouth panting lightly: "Mmm...mmm...so pleasurable...so wonderful
...harder...uh...dear brother...I love your...big cock...mmm...it feels so good to my little
cunt ..."

Zhou Ping had reached the final moment, his cock relentlessly pounding into his sister's juicy little cunt. Qianru's hands tightly...
She wrapped her arms around his waist, her buttocks gently rising to meet his. Her vulva was overflowing with lustful fluids, and his large penis moved in and out,
making a "sizzling" sound.

The two of them were deeply entwined, their penises and vulvas swaying and rising in close rhythm, a scene of boundless spring. There
was no regard for ethics, only the pleasure of love between a man and a woman, a passionate and unrestrained act of lovemaking.

"Ah...ah...dear brother...mmm...faster...my wet hole...it feels so good...
mmm...I'm about to reach heaven...mmm...Ping...hurry and penetrate me...fuck my little hole to death...faster..."

Hearing her wanton cries, Zhou Ping's lust flared even more intensely.

He hoisted her two pink legs onto his shoulders, his hands pressing tightly against her incredibly swollen breasts, kneading and squeezing them relentlessly
. He took a deep breath, and his penis thrust forcefully, plunging deep into his sister's vagina…

Qianru seemed oblivious to the pain, her hands gripping his buttocks, pressing him down hard, her legs raised
high, kicking wildly, her plump buttocks thrusting upwards in a vigorous display. Her face was flushed
with ecstatic lust, and she moaned softly:

"Ah… Ping… your big cock… your big cock… so good… mmm… it's killing my little hole… mmm…
so… so beautiful… mmm…"

"Oh… sister… I've never… felt… so good… oh… oh… I'm going to die…
I can't… hold back… anymore…"

"Ah… ah…" Qianru shook her buttocks desperately, her clitoris unable to contain its pleasure, her vaginal fluids
gushing .

Her final, desperate struggle gave Zhou Ping an indescribable pleasure. The large penis seemed to be
tightly sucked by the vagina, the flower-like opening gently biting and sucking the glans. Zhou Ping couldn't help but feel a wave of pleasure spread
throughout his body , and he thrust his penis in and out a few more times...

"Oh...oh...sister...oh..." His penis trembled and ejaculated.

Both of them felt incredibly comfortable and satisfied.

From then on, the little brother became the sister's intimate guest, and the two often used the excuse of studying to indulge in sexual love,
sometimes in Zhou Ping's room, sometimes in Qianru's boudoir.

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

After spring passed, the gloomy rainy season followed.

At this time, Zhou Ping was already a junior in college.

Due to the constant enjoyment of penetration with his sister Qianru, and the absorption of the precious female
hormones , Zhou Ping had developed more maturely and robustly.

He not only had an endless lustful desire for Qianru, but he was also exceptionally vigorous every time, making Qianru
suffer to the point of death and begging for mercy.

However, after graduation, Qianru still needed to find a job to put her skills to use. Through her father's connections,
she entered a private trading company. Due to the busy work schedule, she not only
worked but also often worked late into the night. This meant Zhou Ping had fewer opportunities to meet her.

Since his intimate relationship with his sister, his sexual desires had become like an addiction, a severe
craving Without release, he felt a burning desire that he didn't know how to manage.

"Ugh! Damn it, it's raining again!" Zhou Ping sat at his desk, looking out the window at the swirling rain,
and couldn't but complain.

Today was Wednesday, no classes at school. He had wanted to go out and play, but a light drizzle was falling outside.
The dreaded rainy season made Zhou Ping even more irritable.

On the balcony in front of his bedroom, there was a small porcelain flowerpot. Fresh green shoots were growing in the pot, already
six or seven centimeters tall. The sharply angled leaves, sometimes glistening in the plum rains, sometimes
shimmering , were a delightful sight.

"Xiaoping! Where are you?" came the call of his mother, Li Xiangping, from downstairs.

Zhou Ping heard his mother's call, but he remained oblivious, staring out the window at
the fine, continuous drizzle.

"Xiaoping! I called you, why didn't you answer?" Xiangping pushed open the door and, seeing Zhou Ping staring blankly out
the window , scolded him angrily.

"What is it?" Zhou Ping reluctantly turned his head, glanced at his mother standing in the doorway, gave a
perfunctory answer, and then turned back to look out the window.

Given Zhou Ping's attitude, coupled with his inherently stubborn temper, and the fact that she wasn't his biological mother, she
felt utterly helpless. A strange expression flashed across Xiangping's face. She continued, "Your father just
called to say he has to go on a business trip to the south today and won't be back for two or three days."

"So what?" Zhou Ping replied casually, without even turning his head, as if it had nothing to do with him.

"Do you want to go out this afternoon? There's a good movie showing at the theater today, you can go see it!"

Li Xiangping asked Zhou Ping with unusual concern.

Zhou Ping also found it strange, but he didn't have the time or the inclination to consider why his mother was
rushing him out today. After a moment of silence, he suddenly stood up from his chair, sat on the edge of the bed, lay down, pulled
the blanket over his head, and said softly, "I'm very tired today, I don't want to go out, I want to get some sleep."

After saying that, Zhou Ping ignored Xiangping.

Seeing this, Xiangping knew she couldn't win against her stubborn son. So, she could only close the door dejectedly and leave Zhou
Ping's bedroom. A lewd smile appeared on her face.

Due to his bad mood, Zhou Ping, lying on the bed, quickly fell asleep.

He didn't know how much time had passed...

Zhou Ping finally woke up slowly. He always slept for very short periods, and he was quite neurotic;
once awake, he couldn't fall back asleep. He was annoyed by this problem. After tossing and turning in bed, unable
to sleep, he immediately sat up.

He raised his left hand, looked at his watch; it was already past four. So Zhou Ping got out of bed, went to the wardrobe,
unzipped it, and took out a set of underwear, intending to take a shower.

Holding the underwear, Zhou Ping opened the bedroom door and walked out, only to find the entire house eerily
quiet .

"Strange! Where did Mom go?" Zhou Ping wondered for a moment before heading towards the bathroom.

In the Zhou family home, this house had three bedrooms and two bathrooms. Turning a corner from Zhou Ping's bedroom was
his sister 's bedroom, and next to her bedroom was the study. The study was for Zhou Youshan's exclusive use and connected to the master bedroom.
There was only one doorway between the bedroom and study, and around the next corner from the master bedroom was the bathroom.

Normally, only Qianru and Zhou Ping used the bathroom; Zhou Youshan and Li Xiangping already had a
suite , which was quite spacious.
Zhou Ping walked slowly, his feet sinking into the soft carpet, feeling indescribably comfortable. He turned and turned, passing his parents' room, about to enter the bathroom. Suddenly, a deep male voice came

from his parents' room . 　　"Wait a minute! Didn't Mom say Dad went on a business trip to the south? Could Dad be back?" Zhou Ping thought to , "Never mind!" He really couldn't be bothered with their affairs. 　　He entered the bathroom, and as he turned to close the door, a man's mocking voice suddenly rang out again: "Ha! 　　Slut... Good... Good..." Zhou Ping was stunned! 　　He knew his father well; he was a strict, serious man, always upright and kind, and would never utter such vulgar words. 　　"Then... who is this man's voice?... Could it be..." Zhou Ping's mind reeled as if struck by lightning; he couldn't bear to imagine it. 　　There had been rumors of his mother's infidelity, but he hadn't believed them. Now, he felt a pang of indignation for his father. 　　"How could my mother..." He quickly put down his underwear, slipped past the master bedroom, returned to his , swiftly retrieved the key to his study from the drawer, and ran quietly to the study. 　　Zhou Ping slowly opened the door and rushed into the study. He saw the partition between the study and the bedroom, with a large, transparent glass window in the doorway. 　　He hurriedly grabbed a chair, placed it in front of the partition, and quietly climbed onto it. Zhou Ping stood on a chair, gripping the window frame with both hands, craning his neck to look into his parents' bedroom. 　　"Sure enough! Damn it, that bitch Mom..." Zhou Ping cursed under his breath upon seeing the bedroom. 　　The furniture in the master bedroom remained untouched, but on the bed lay a naked couple : the woman was Zhou Ping's mother, Li Xiangping, and the man Zhou Ping didn't recognize. 　　The man had thick eyebrows and large ears, a muscular and imposing figure, and appeared to be in his forties. 　　He sat on the bed, reclining at the headboard, his two hairy, thick thighs stretched out, and a swollen penis erect between them. That thick, long penis might surprise others, but not Zhou Ping. 　　In fact, the man's penis was unusually thick and long, almost the same length as Zhou Ping's, and Zhou Ping's penis had its own unique feature. While the man's penis was thick and long, it narrowed towards the glans. Unlike Zhou Ping's thick, long penis, this one had a large, egg-like glans. 　　At this moment, Xiang Ping was kneeling between the man's legs, her hands stroking his engorged penis. 　　Although Xiang Ping was nearly thirty, she was incredibly beautiful. The relentless passage of time hadn't cruelly ravaged her body; on the contrary, it had given her a mature, womanly charm. Her skin was as white as jade, so smooth and delicate, without a single blemish. 　　Although she had given birth, her abdomen remained flat and firm, and her breasts were high and full, like freshly baked steamed buns, so captivating. Her slender waist and buttocks were incredibly white and tender. Her two long, fair legs were so smooth and round, truly making a man's heart flutter. 　　Because the adulterous couple on the bed were facing Zhou Ping sideways, he couldn't see his mother's exquisitely beautiful and alluring vulva. 　　"I never imagined Mom's body was so beautiful and captivating," Zhou Ping thought, his lust rising, a surge of heat rising in his lower abdomen, and his penis already aroused. 　　"You slut! Stop using your hand to play with it. While the old man's not around, let's have a good fucking tonight." 　　"No! Zhou Ping's still home. Keep it down. Let's have some fun first, then you can enjoy ," Xiang Ping said softly, her eyes alluring. But her hands were constantly stroking and caressing his large penis. 　　The man seemed unusually excited by the teasing, panting as he said, "It's been so long since I've played with this, my big cock is so hard it hurts, you slut, give my cock some pleasure, make it feel good..." 　　"I knew it, you pervert, can't take it anymore? Hehe..." The wanton and seductive Xiangping was incredibly lewd . She stroked his large cock, her eyes sparkling, a smile playing on her lips, exuding indescribable charm and sexiness. Amidst her laughter, her full breasts swayed and shook, making one's blood boil. 　　"What a slutty mom..." Zhou Ping's lust surged, his large cock already engorged and hard. 　　Xiangping gripped his large cock tightly with both hands, stroking it repeatedly. "You pervert, I'll give you some pleasure..." 　　she said, then lowered her head, her left hand stroking his large cock, her beautiful cherry-like mouth opening to take the glans into her mouth, sucking several times, while her right hand gripped his testicles below, using both hands and mouth. 　　Xiangping's small mouth released the glans, her tongue teasing it. Her left hand vigorously stroked the large penis up and down, and a few drops of white fluid immediately flowed from the urethral opening. She licked and teased then gently bit the glans with her teeth, while her hands constantly caressed and kneaded his testicles. With each pinch, knead, stroke, and suck, the large penis grew even thicker. 　　"Oh...good...slut...sucking so well...your little mouth is so skillful...oh..." the man groaned comfortably , his buttocks beginning to thrust upwards. It seemed he wouldn't be satisfied until his large penis was deep into Xiangping's throat. 　　"Mmm...so good...sucking so well...so slutty...oh..." Xiangping's skillful tongue teased, causing the man to moan continuously in pleasure. 　　While sucking the large penis, her eyes darted around seductively, lustfully watching the man's comfortable state. After a period of frantic sucking of the glans, Xiangping seemed to have a preference for the man's penis. 　　"Brother... your big cock... so thick, so long... I love it to death..." Xiangping spat out the glans, her hands constantly kneading and stroking the penis and testicles.

"I want to suck it...suck it...your big cock is so good...brother...are you comfortable?" she
asked, her voice brimming with desire.

"You slut...suck it...your big cock...it feels so good...faster..." Just as the man was enjoying himself immensely,
Xiangping stopped sucking his cock.

He hurriedly pressed Xiangping's head down with both hands, his buttocks thrusting up, his large cock rubbing against her fragrant lips
.

Xiangping knew he was close to climaxing. So, she first licked the glans with the tip of her tongue, savoring that
uniquely flavor. She licked the rounded ridges of flesh at the base of the glans, then opened her small mouth and filled it completely.

Her head began to move up and down, shaking incessantly, the large cock in her mouth swallowing and sliding in and out, with
constant "slurping" sounds. The large cock thrust in and out of her small mouth, making Xiangping's cheeks ache and
numb .

Occasionally, she would spit out the glans, her small, delicate hands gripping it tightly, rubbing and kneading the large penis against her pink face.

"Oh...so good...so comfortable...you slut...you really know how to play...your big penis is so tingly...tingly...
faster...stop rubbing...uh...I'm going to...I'm going to cum..."

The man's legs twitched with pleasure, his penis erect, his eyes bloodshot and frighteningly red. He pressed
Xiangping , his large penis thrusting rapidly in and out of her vagina. Xiangping cooperated with his thrusting, her hands
working even harder up and down on his penis, her small mouth sucking hard on the glans and urethral opening.

"Oh...oh...I cum...oh...so good...oh..." The man's waist twitched
a few times, his whole body shuddered, and he ejaculated comfortably...

(III)

A thick stream of semen gushed into Xiangping's mouth. Xiangping frowned, swallowed the semen,
took a towel from beside her pillow, and wiped her small mouth.

"Brother! Are you comfortable?" She groped the man's legs with her incredibly wanton hands, speaking coquettishly.

"Comfortable...comfortable...you slut...your blowjob skills...are so good..."

"Brother...your cock is so good...I'll let you suck it..." Xiangping was truly a wanton woman, able to make the man ejaculate with just
her mouth .

Zhou Ping was aroused by this kind of enchanting skill, thinking that he should also try to use Qianru to seduce him properly one day.

"Brother! You're so strong...your cock has ejaculated, but it's still soft!" Xiangping grabbed his large penis with both hands and kept
stroking it. She smiled lewdly and called out, seemingly very happy.

"Slut, ride on me, let my cock give you a good time..." the man said, seemingly still wanting more.

He groped Xiangping's delicate skin and flesh for a while, and then freely pressed and
pulled on her two snow-white and firm breasts, his fingers kneading her two bright red nipples.

"Hehe...you're so naughty..." While she was sucking his cock, Xiangping's vulva was already itchy and
dripping with lust, her desire burning fiercely.

Now, with his gentle rubbing and kneading of her breasts, she felt even more unbearably itchy. Her entire vulva felt like it
was being bitten by insects. She couldn't bear it any longer, couldn't resist the temptation of his big cock, she needed it.

"Brother...oh...my little hole...it's itchy...um...I want to put your big cock...into
my wet hole ...hum..." As she spoke, Xiangping lifted herself up, spread her two snow-white thighs, and sat on his
lower abdomen. She reached down with her right hand, grabbed his thick cock, and guided the glans to her dripping vulva
. She clenched her teeth, closed her seductive eyes, and sat down hard on her plump pink buttocks.

"Sizzle!" With a sound, his big cock was completely swallowed by Xiangping's vulva.

"Oh...so beautiful...hmm...um...brother...darling...your big cock...it's so amazing...
hmm...my pussy is so full...so swollen...uh...hmm..."

The big cock was inserted to the hilt into her plump vagina, giving Xiangping a pleasure that penetrated to her very bones. She was burning with desire
like a long-deprived woman, intoxicated by the passion of penetration.

Xiangping greedily twisted her slender waist, her face flushed, panting softly. Her round, snow-white
buttocks were moving up and down, left and right, wildly thrusting against the big cock. Her plump peach blossom cave
was bulging and bulging with the thick, hard cock.

As Xiangping's buttocks twisted and rose, the lustful fluids
flowing from soaking the man's pubic hair.

This crazy, erotic performance made Zhou Ping, who was peeking from outside the door, feel his lust rise and
his blood boil, and his penis couldn't resist getting hard.

"What a horny mom! If I could penetrate her, knead her breasts, and enjoy her body, I wonder
how pleasurable that would be?"

Zhou Ping felt an urge to possess Xiang Ping's body. Seeing his mother's alluring, snow-white body, her wanton
moans, and her seductive thrusting movements, Zhou Ping no longer saw her as his mother.

He wanted Xiang Ping purely out of a man's need for a woman.

The couple in the master bedroom were passionately entangled, but Zhou Ping couldn't bear to watch this live sex show.
His large penis was throbbing painfully in his pants. Unable to stand it, Zhou Ping quietly left the study and closed the door.

Zhou Ping returned to his bedroom, took a deep breath, but the vivid
sexual performance wouldn't leave his mind. His penis wouldn't soften, tightly constricted in his pants, which was very uncomfortable. So,
he took off all his clothes and pants, lying naked on the bed. His large penis, stimulated
by the erotic images, was swollen and red.

Thinking of his seemingly virtuous yet wanton mother, her alluring body, soft and boneless, voluptuous yet perfectly
proportioned , exquisitely beautiful, every part of her captivating him.

Recalling the scene from earlier, Zhou Ping couldn't help but reach his right hand down to his crotch. He
stroked , fantasizing about his mother's body. Stimulating and touching, he drifted off to sleep again.

"Click!" The sound of someone descending the stairs came from below. It was so faint, almost inaudible
.

"Huh! Has that man already left?" Zhou Ping, still burning with unfulfilled desire, was on edge, his nerves
taut like a drawn bow, ready to spring at the slightest sound. He was startled
awake by the slightest noise.

He wondered if the strange man had left, and what his mother was doing.

After a moment of hesitation, Zhou Ping got out of bed, naked without even putting on clothes, and walked past the door...
He gently pulled open the bedroom door,

watching the hallway for any movement. It remained quiet, without a soul in sight.

Zhou Ping stepped out of the bedroom, moving cautiously down the hallway like a thief afraid of being discovered, glancing
left and right constantly, his heart pounding with tension. He moved slowly until he reached his parents' bedroom
door . He pressed his ear against the door, but heard no sound from inside.

"Has that strange man left?" Zhou Ping wondered. He mustered his courage, devised an excuse,
and reached for the doorknob.

"Huh! The door isn't locked!" He gently pushed the door open and peeked inside.

"Ah!" The scene inside made Zhou Ping gasp softly, his eyes lighting up, his heart pounding.

(IV)

Since Li Xiangping and the strange man had their wild revelry, she was weak and exhausted, and
was now lying asleep on the bed.

Xiangping, this pampered young woman, was truly stunningly beautiful. Although she wore a languid, weary expression, her loose,
flowing hair clung to her gorgeous face, exuding an indescribable charm and sensuality.
Beneath her smooth, white back lay a graceful curve, a snow-white expanse stretching from her pink back to her slender waist. A pinkish hue graced the
cleft .

Her long, slender legs were slightly parted, revealing long, fine, dark pubic hair at the base of her thighs. The traces of their recent
encounter remained untouched, her vulva still overflowing with desire. Her full, red labia majora
hid within the soft, damp pubic hair.

In the soft light, Zhou Ping could see Xiangping's alluring back from head to toe. Her captivating body was flawless
, breathtakingly beautiful.

Zhou Ping was seduced by her beauty; he gazed at Xiangping with lustful desire, his heart pounding like a deer's. Then,
he walked passionately into the bedroom, tiptoeing to the bedside.

Since his sexual relationship with his sister, Zhou Ping had become addicted to the exquisite pleasure of penetration, and now
seeing his mother's naked body before him only fueled his lust.

He had been starved of sexual desire for a long time.

Now, with a plump, tender lamb at his fingertips, Zhou Ping no longer considered any other options.

He stood on the edge of the bed, greedily gazing at his mother's body, his right hand reaching out to caress her buttocks.

Zhou Ping didn't want to steal her; he wanted his mother to cooperate, to use all her skills to satisfy
him. Otherwise, rape would be pointless.

His right hand caressed his mother's full buttocks, but she didn't wake up. She was sleeping soundly,
a smile playing on her lips, seemingly having a sweet dream.

Zhou Ping, seeing that stroking wouldn't wake his mother, slid his hand along her buttocks to her overflowing vulva
, gently inserting his fingers into Xiangping's sensitive spot, thrusting them in and out a few times.

"Ah..." Xiangping, fast asleep, suddenly felt something inserted into her vagina.

As if electrocuted, she quickly pulled her plump buttocks away from Zhou Ping's fingers, rapidly turning to face
him.

"Ah... Xiaoping...you..." Seeing her son Zhou Ping standing naked by the bed, staring at her

, Xiangping was startled, her face paling. Involuntarily, she covered her breasts with her left hand and her
dark pubic hair with her right. The sudden fright made her tremble slightly, her pink legs tightly
pressed together .

Xiangping noticed Zhou Ping's fiery gaze fixed on her body. Her face flushed crimson with embarrassment, and
she said angrily,

"Xiaoping...how could you...barge into Mom's room...and...all over her..."

Zhou Ping, captivated by his mother's alluring body, was completely oblivious to her words.
He climbed onto the bed, drawing closer to her. His intimate actions terrified Xiangping
, causing her to shrink back.

Enraged, Xiangping's face turned pale. She said bluntly, "Zhou Ping! Don't come any
closer , or I'll tell your father..."

The reason was that Zhou Youshan, usually a stern and unsmiling man, rarely spoke, but when
he did , he commanded respect and commanded obedience. Now, with the old man's authority invoked, Zhou Ping dared not
move. Seeing Zhou Ping's obedience, the lewd Xiangping grinned lewdly.

"Yes," Zhou Ping said slowly and confidently, "Oh! You want to tell Dad? Fine, I can let him
know that his good wife, while he was away on a business trip south, was secretly seducing men into having sex at home!"

Xiang Ping was shocked. Her big, watery eyes widened in surprise. She wondered if
he had already found out about what had just happened.

She doubted it. Impossible, absolutely impossible.

So, Xiang Ping vehemently denied it: "You're talking nonsense... how could I seduce a man..."

"Hey! Don't be so shameless as to deny it. That man had thick eyebrows and big ears, and he kept calling you a slut.
Before I had sex with him, you even sucked his penis, didn't you?"

"If you think I have no evidence, you can deny it. But next time I run into that
man on the street, I'll take him to the police station and identify the characteristics of his penis."

Zhou Ping said with a sly smile, his eyes fixed on his mother, watching her expression. After hearing these two
sentences , Li Xiangping turned pale and speechless, her face flushed crimson.

"If that still doesn't work, then I'll do as you wish and tell Dad. Let him judge for himself, see if he
believes me or you." With that, Zhou Ping lay back, ignoring Xiangping, his eyes fixed on
the ceiling.

Neither of them uttered a sound, and a long silence followed.

After listening to Zhou Ping's words, Xiangping pondered for a moment, then lowered her head.

After all, Zhou Ping was the Zhou family's precious son, and Zhou Youshan always treated him with great care. Their relationship was one of
father and son, but what about Xiangping herself? She was merely a second wife.

Before Zhou Youshan's serious illness, she was certain he would love her, but since his illness…
Later, when the doctor determined that Zhou Youshan would be impotent, she became unimportant.

This is a very serious problem in real life.

Xiangping and Zhou Youshan had no emotional foundation; she married him for his immense wealth.
As husband and wife, with an age difference of nearly twenty years, there was indeed no affection between them.

While Zhou Youshan was still able to consummate their marriage, she didn't complain, but after he lost his virility, she
collapsed.

At that time, Zhou Youshan asked her if she wanted a divorce. If they didn't divorce, he would ensure Xiangping and Qianru lived
a life of comfort, but the only condition was that Xiangping must never have an affair. To satisfy
her vanity, Xiangping agreed then.

But in the end, she couldn't bear the torment of her long-standing lust. One day, she accidentally met Lin
Jianzhou at the train station, the man she had just seduced to her home for a tryst. The two were instantly attracted, like dry tinder, and
from then on, they frequently met secretly outside.

Today, taking advantage of Old Man Zhou's business trip to the south, Xiangping originally intended to reminisce with Lin Jianzhou, but she couldn't resist her lust and, without considering
Zhou Ping's presence at home, they became entangled. This led to her actions being exposed and beyond repair.

Xiangping thought and thought… knowing that forceful methods wouldn't work. So, she changed her expression, employing her seductive charm,
and said coquettishly, "Ping'er… then… I admit my mistake. I only blame myself for not being able to control
my desires , which is why this happened. I hope you won't tell your father. I promise I'll never do it again…"

A series of seductive words made Zhou Ping weak all over. He thought, this slutty mother is already convinced. He turned
his head, looking at Xiangping's lewd appearance, and laughed, "Alright, then tell me first, why did you cheat on
your husband …"

"This… since your father and I got married, in the fifth year, your father, due to old age and
a serious illness, the doctor said he could no longer have sex, so… so…" Xiangping feigned shyness and hesitated
to continue.

"So, your pussy is itchy, and you want a man's cock to pound it in, right?"

"Ping, you're so naughty..." Xiangping cried out softly, seemingly extremely shy, leaning her body against Zhou Ping
, pressing her flushed face against his chest, her snow-white, plump flesh pressing tightly
against . Her hands caressed Zhou Ping's strong muscles, her two slender legs tightly wrapped around his thighs, like
an octopus entwining itself around him. Zhou

Ping was indeed captivated by this beautiful mother. The burning desire in his heart made him unable to resist any longer,
he lowered his head and kissed her beautiful hair.

Xiangping's black hair exuded the fragrance of orchids, the wisps of fragrance making Zhou Ping intoxicated and
oblivious , his right hand roaming over her smooth pink back.

"Mom, I know my background. We're not related by blood. Can you let me..."

Xiangping was a long-deprived, resentful woman whose sexual desires were never satisfied. Her
hasty encounter with Lin Jianzhou had temporarily relieved her pent-up lust, but now, nestled in Zhou Ping's arms, she was
aroused again.

Zhou Ping's strong muscles and youthful energy were insatiable; she had never experienced
the pleasure of a young man's penetration. At this moment, the distinctive scent of a man emanated from under Zhou Ping's armpits, and Xiangping smelled it
, her inner desire burning like a raging spring.

"Xiaoping...do you want Mom...to...to...feel...good?"

"Yes, I want...I want...I just saw you making love with that man, I was so aroused...give
me...give me..."

Xiangping raised her head, her watery, alluring eyes filled with spring-like desire, looking at Zhou Ping.

Their eyes met, both burning with intense lust, and their passion became uncontrollable.

"Ping, then...then...I'll give you...my...my body..."

(V)

"Okay...Mom...then please comfort...comfort me!"

"Ping...I love you...I want you..." This lewd woman, Xiangping, was truly wanton.

Lust and reason were indistinguishable between the two of them; they only felt each other's desires and
needed comfort and possession.

"Mom...my cock is so swollen...so uncomfortable..."

"Come on...good son...then Mom...first...give you...suck...suck...okay..."
Under Zhou Ping's urging, Xiangping said in a coquettish voice to satisfy him.

So, her jade hands gently stroked his waist, caressing him again and again. She raised her head,
her watery, seductive eyes full of spring as she slanted at Zhou Ping: "Ping! Are you comfortable?"

Zhou Ping's sensitive lower abdomen, touched and rubbed by Xiangping's small hands, fueled his lust even more, and his big cock,
unable to resist the itch in his heart, was trembling with erection.

"Oh...Mom...stop touching...my cock...it's so hard it hurts..."

Xiangping looked at her son, who seemed to be in great pain, and her heart ached.

She quickly lowered her head to suckle Zhou Ping's nipple, and her jade-like hand, which had been caressing his lower abdomen, gradually moved down, passing through the
thick, dark pubic hair, and finally grasped his extra-large penis. "Oh...so good...so wonderful..." Zhou Ping cried out in pleasure

as Xiangping's small hand stroked his erect, hard, and thick penis . 　　Xiangping seemed quite experienced in handling men's penises. She first sat up, facing her son 's penis, and made a small circle with her left thumb and middle finger, stroking it up and down. Her right index finger gently circled and teased the swollen, red glans. 　　This teasing was something Zhou Ping had never experienced before. Xiang Ping's skillful touch made him tremble , his blood rushing through his veins, his pores spasming as if contracting and relaxing. 　　"Oh... Mom... you... your little hands... are so good at playing with my... big... big cock..." 　　Seeing her son's eyes tightly closed, his teeth clenched, panting heavily, and his face flushed as he moaned, Xiang Ping knew he was burning with desire and could hardly contain himself. So, she teased his cock even faster. Her left hand gripped his cock tightly, and then began to stroke it furiously; her right hand used the few drops of white to lubricate her palm, and then used her soft palm to rub and knead the glans repeatedly.

The seductive Xiangping, true to her reputation as a skilled lover, knew that men loved hearing women's wanton moans, so she
deliberately hummed in a coquettish voice:

"Ping... your cock is so hard... so thick... so long... Mommy loves your big cock so much...
mmm... when it's inside me later... Mommy will definitely... feel so good... mmm... I'm going to make you... feel... good...
feel great..."

These lewd words, along with her small hand stroking his large penis, made Zhou Ping love his mother's wantonness to the point of
madness. His extra-large, steel-like penis, stimulated intensely, swelled even thicker, longer
, and redder, like a freshly forged iron bar, so red and hard.

Zhou Ping's lust was raging; his whole body trembled as if in agony, his buttocks thrusting upwards, matching
Xiangping's movements as she stroked his penis, moving up and down.

"Oh... Mom... I feel so good... so good... mmm..."

Xiangping watched her son's movements, knowing he was reaching his peak. So, she put all her effort into it.
Facing this thick, large penis, Xiangping felt an indescribable admiration and tenderness. Even Lin Jianzhou's
large penis, which she had seen before, couldn't compare to Zhou Ping's. Just the large, purplish-red glans alone made her heart flutter.
Stimulated by the engorgement, the swollen glans was as big as a large egg.

"If he inserts it into my hole later, I'll be dead for sure."

"Sigh... this boy is truly a woman's nemesis. With such a magnificent endowment, I wonder
how many women he will seduce."

"However, as long as I hold him tight and make him feel pleasure to the point of death, then I won't have to
seduce men outside anymore. Having one at home is hundreds of times better than any man outside..." Xiangping's small hands kept
stroking the penis, her mind making wishful calculations.

So, Xiangping quickly lowered her head and swallowed her saliva. Her hands continued to stroke the penis, gently holding it, and her cherry-like mouth opened slightly to
gently suck on the swollen, large glans.

"Oh! It's so big... I can barely hold it all..."

Her two delicate lips tightly gripped the large glans, filling Wu Ping's cheeks until they bulged. She immediately
began to move her head up and down, her small mouth sucking and stroking the glans. She would also lick the ridges with her tongue and suck on the urethral opening,
while her right hand cupped her two drooping testicles, sucking on them with her small mouth and rubbing them with her small hand, busy and enjoying herself
immensely.

Zhou Ping felt so comfortable that every pore on his body blistered, his glans felt unbearably itchy, his lust intensified
, his breathing became rapid, his heart pounded, and he thrust his hips forward forcefully.

"Ah... Mom... my darling... your little mouth... so tight... so warm... mmm... it's so
good ... I'm so happy... yes... hold it tighter... so good... mmm... oh... your big cock is so... so
comfortable..."

Zhou Ping's large cock was being sucked and stroked until he could no longer endure it.

"Mom...I want to...insert into your hole...faster...faster..." he roared, reaching out to lift Xiangping's
pink legs, turning her onto her back on the bed, and then lying on top of her body. He held Xiangping tightly in his arms,
showering her face and neck with kisses...

Xiangping accepted her son's wild actions, letting out soft moans as if unable to bear it: "Oh...darling...
be gentle...um...hum...be gentle..."

At this moment, Zhou Ping felt a burning fire within him, his wildness erupting, unable to restrain himself any longer. His
lower body writhed restlessly, his thick penis thrusting

wildly against her plump vulva. Driven by lust, Zhou Ping's two large hands grasped her full, high breasts, beginning to squeeze
and knead them wildly. Unable to resist the allure of the two bright red nipples on her mounds, he opened his mouth and
sucked on them frantically, gently biting them with his teeth.

Xiangping, aroused by his series of teasing, felt as if insects were crawling and biting all over her body, her skin aching and itchy, her breathing rapid
, and a tingling sensation spreading through her vagina. She couldn't help but twist her hips, arching her back and moaning,

"Ah... um... darling... dear brother... I want your big cock inside... me... um... my pussy is
so itchy... it's killing me... hum..."

Zhou Ping, stimulated by Xiangping's wanton behavior, became even more frenzied and wild. He gripped her large
breasts tightly with both hands, kneading them wildly. The force made Xiangping feel extremely excited and stimulated; her face flushed even more,
her vagina overflowing with lustful fluids, and she kept moaning. His thick cock pressed against Xiangping's most sensitive and
alluring clitoris, rubbing and thrusting against it with its large glans.

"Mmm...uh...it's so itchy...oh...darling...I want you...big cock...insert Mommy
's little cunt...please...dear son...hum...ah..."

Xiangping was teased until her whole body trembled, her vagina unbearably itchy, her juices flowing freely, and she moaned lasciviously. She felt
her cunt was extremely itchy and desperately needed a big cock to relieve the itch. So, Xiangping completely abandoned the hypocrisy of human self-respect and
acted like a wanton little slut. He quickly reached out and grasped his cock, and with his other hand, he parted her labia and brought the large glans to the wet
vaginal opening.

Zhou Ping knew that his mother was extremely thirsty and he couldn't tease her any longer. He thrust his hips forward, and
with a a thick cock was already more than halfway in.

"Ouch...dear son...don't move...it hurts!" Xiangping's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, looking weak and helpless
, and she grabbed his broad shoulders with both hands.

With only half of his large penis inside, Xiangping already groaned. Ignoring her cries, Zhou Ping thrust his hips forward again, and
his hard, thick penis was fully inserted.

"Ah...it hurts...your big penis...uh...ouch...it hurts so much...darling...your
penis...is too big...I can't take it...ouch...ah..."

Her vagina was swollen full after being filled by his large penis, the vaginal walls were squeezed and swollen, and her labia minora were squeezed as if they
were about to be torn. Xiangping had never experienced this before. When Zhou Youshan deflowered her, it was even more painful and
stimulating .

Zhou Ping felt that his mother's vagina was like his sister's when he first deflowered her, so narrow, tight, and warm. The tight grip of his thick
penis on her labia excited him immensely. He reached his hands under Xiangping's armpits, grabbed her
pink shoulders, and thrust his penis in and out of her vagina with all his might.

"Ah... Ping... be gentle... hum... it's so swollen... hum..."

One soft moan after another as the large penis plunged in to the hilt, Xiangping's delicate vulva gripped the thick penis tightly.

"Ah...uh...darling...it's so swollen..." It was a moan of both pain and satisfaction.

Dozens of thrusts of the penis, each time hitting the very core of her flower, that throbbing core. Unable to bear
the tingling and numbness from the impact on her core, the pain of her labia being torn apart had lessened. In its place was an intoxicating, blissful
sensation that made her weak with pleasure.

Xiangping's face was flushed with spring, and streams of lustful fluid flowed from her jade cave. The pleasure of the glans gently kissing her core was so comfortable that
she trembled, tightly hugging Zhou Ping:

"Ah...Ping...my dear brother...I feel so good...hum...oh...I love you...insert into
my little cunt...oh..."

A burst of passionate stimulation aroused Xiangping's raging passion.

(VI)

Xiangping's two jade legs were wide open, her jade feet were on the bed, and she thrust her full, plump vulva toward the penis, her round jade
buttocks twisting and swaying like a windmill. The flowing vaginal fluids had already soaked the entire vaginal wall, and the penis inside her jade
hole was no longer as out of place as it had been at the beginning.

Zhou Ping kissed her fragrant lips, hugged his mother tightly, and thrust his penis hard in and out of her opening and closing vagina
.

"Oh... dear brother... mmm... oh... you're thrusting... my little hole is so beautiful... my dear son...

oh... oh... oh... your penis is thrusting again... thrusting into my flower... oh..."

Xiang Ping was being penetrated by Zhou Ping's super-sized penis, and she was in ecstasy. She half-closed her watery, seductive
eyes, her small mouth slightly parted, her jade body swaying, her hands wrapped around her son's body, and her plump white buttocks kept rotating and thrusting
upwards.

"Mmm... dear... dear brother... you really know how to penetrate... you're fucking me so beautifully... so wanton to the bone
... oh... so numb... so beautiful... thrust... thrust again..." Xiang Ping moaned wildly, her plump buttocks
swaying up and down with the thrusting movements.

"Thump! Thump!" The sounds of her juices rubbing against his penis, mingled with Xiangping's frenzied moans. This stimulated Zhou Ping's
blood to boil even more, his lust surging even higher.

He withdrew his hands, knelt on the bed, and tightly embraced her plump buttocks, making her tender, wet
vulva protrude even more. He thrust in and out relentlessly, each time hitting her G-spot. The thrusts made Xiangping
feel so good she was almost intoxicated, her whole body trembling violently, moaning incessantly:

"Faster...big penis...dear brother...I love you fucking...oh...hum...I want...I want to cum...oh...it's
so beautiful...ah...I'm coming...I'm coming for big penis brother..."

"Ugh...um...no...hum..." A wave of intoxicating pleasure washed over her, and Xiangping couldn't help but release her vaginal fluids from
deep within .

At this moment, Zhou Ping felt a surge of heat rushing to his glans, a tingling, itchy sensation.

"Mom! Are you comfortable?"

"Mmm! You're still asking! I almost died."

Xiangping released her vaginal fluids comfortably, now completely exhausted, her body soft and weak, covered in fragrant sweat, panting
softly , indescribably alluring.

"Mom! So, do you like me?"

This question made Xiangping blush, and she quickly hugged Zhou Ping tightly with her pink buttocks, saying coquettishly:

"Ping! I like... I love you... I love your big cock... but it's so bad... it makes me both
afraid and loving..." This series of lewd actions and coquettish voices made Zhou Ping's desire rise again. His big cock throbbed restlessly

in her warm little hole . 　　Xiangping felt his cock trembling inside her vagina, knowing that he was not yet satisfied. She swayed , gave him a flirtatious wink, and said, "Ping! Your cock hasn't gone soft yet... is it... you want to penetrate me again..." 　　Then she smiled shyly and said, "As long as you want... Mom can let you penetrate my little hole again... Ping! You know what? I love you so much... I want my son... to enjoy Mom's alluring body..." 　　Zhou Ping thought his mother was adorably lewd. Moreover, he hadn't had enough of his mother's body. 　　"Mom, I want to change positions, okay?" 　　"Hmm! As long as you like, Mom will do it..." 　　Hearing his mother's happy agreement, Zhou Ping felt an indescribable feeling towards her, cherishing this incomparably beautiful rose in his heart. Involuntarily, his palms moved up and down on her fair and tender body. 　　"Mom, let's change places, let's go to the wall together, and penetrate each other standing up, okay?" 　　"This... is that okay?" 　　Xiang Ping had never tried her son's suggestion before. She only knew the positions for intercourse, mostly lying, kneeling, or prone on the bed, and didn't know there was a standing position, so she was both doubtful and eager to try. 　　"It's possible! Don't you know that men and women often use this position when they're having an affair?" With that, Zhou Ping quickly pulled out his large penis, got up from the bed, and took his mother's arm. 　　Xiangping, tempted by his words, couldn't help but want to try it too, especially since she was already promiscuous and alluring; she was even more eager to experience her pleasure . So, the two of them got out of bed, Zhou Ping wrapped his arm around his mother's shoulders, and walked to the corner of the wall. 　　Xiangping was gently pushed by her son, her back pressed against the wall. Then, Zhou Ping, with his thick penis erect, pressed his hands against her slender waist, his lips against his mother's cherry lips, exploring her fragrant tongue. An incomparable warmth rose in Xiangping's heart with Zhou Ping's kiss. She couldn't help it; her two arms wrapped around her son's neck, actively responding. 　　A passionate, deep kiss ensued. Xiangping's delicate tongue darted out, and Zhou Ping immediately captured it, sucking it greedily. Their bodies pressed together, entwined in a passionate embrace. 　　After a while, Zhou Ping gently withdrew his tongue and whispered in his mother's ear, "Mom! Hold me tight, then lift your left leg." 　　It was the first time Xiangping had used this position, and her cheeks flushed with shyness. She let out a soft moan. She gently wrapped her arms around her son's neck and slowly lifted her left leg. 　　Zhou Ping smiled, extending his right hand to support her raised left leg, his left hand guiding his penis . 　　The glans, glistening with her wetness, pressed against the entrance. "Mmm… Ping… be gentle… this position feels so tight inside!" Seeing that he was ready to penetrate, Xiangping's heart pounded with nervous excitement. Her face flushed, her large, watery eyes gazing at her son as she whispered, 　　"Mom! Don't worry, I'll make you ejaculate again!" 　　"Mmm… you're so naughty…"

Because Zhou Ping was tall and strong, while Xiang Ping was of average build, only reaching Zhou Ping's
shoulder height, he used his right hand to support her left leg and his left hand to grasp his large penis. He aimed it at her vaginal opening,
bent his legs forward, and thrust his hips forward.

"Thud!" A thick, long penis slid completely into her vagina.

"Oh...so full...mmm...hum..."

Zhou Ping thrust his hips forward forcefully, the force causing his hard, round glans to slam heavily against
her clitoris, making Xiang Ping groan.

After his penis entered her plump vagina, he grabbed his mother's slender waist with his left hand, and began to sway his hips from side to side,
thrusting and pulling wildly.

"Ouch...darling...this feeling...is so...beautiful...so comfortable..."

Xiang Ping's legs were on the ground, and although her left leg was raised high by her son, this position caused the vaginal
muscles to tighten, preventing her vagina from opening too wide. Therefore, Xiangping's bright red and plump vulva appeared rather
tight . The narrow vulva was fully inserted into by that strong and hard penis, and she felt that her vaginal walls were completely filled and
stretched tightly, making her feel exceptionally comfortable. She couldn't help but gently twist her buttocks.

(VII)

- At first, the two were not yet skilled in this position and could only cooperate with gentle twisting and slow thrusting. After
a while , their lust rose again. Due to the lust of the man and woman,
the speed of the penis thrusting and the swaying of the buttocks gradually became more urgent, and the moans from Xiangping's mouth gradually became louder.

"Ah...ah...big cock brother...hum...um...my pussy is so beautiful...so beautiful...um

...brother...your cock...is so thick...um...my pussy...is being fucked...so numb...so itchy
...so comfortable...hum..."

Xiangping's cheeks flushed red from being fucked by the big cock, her expression wanton, moaning repeatedly. Her vagina was wet and pleasurable,
streams of lustful fluid flowed out like surging waves, pressing against the big cock, wetting Zhou Ping's pubic hair. She felt that her vagina
was very lubricated, and Zhou Ping's buttocks thrust even more violently, her labia opening and closing, making "sizzle! sizzle!" sounds.

"Brother...brother...hum...sister feels so good...oh...your cock is so deep...
mmm ...big cock son...my legs are sore...ouch...it's inside...my uterus...sister has no

...no strength left...hum...uh..."

Xiangping tightly hugged Zhou Ping's neck with both hands, her right foot on the ground, her left foot held up by his right hand, her
snow-white flesh pressed tightly against her ear by Zhou Ping's strong body. Her plump and full vagina was being constantly
pounded by his big cock, the vaginal walls were being rubbed by his thick and hard cock, and her clitoris was being rapidly pounded by the large glans, like raindrops,
making her feel like she was in heaven, beautiful to the point of ecstasy.

"ouch...Ping...darling...I have no strength left...ouch...your big cock is hitting...
my clitoris ...uh...you're so bad...oh...hum..."

Standing on one leg was really too much for the pampered Xiangping. Every time her right leg went weak and her knee bent forward,
her body sank downwards, her flower core was pushed so hard that her whole body went numb, she couldn't help but tremble, her delicate eyebrows furrowed, her small mouth opened wide, and she
cried out incessantly.

Seeing her unbearable thirst, Zhou Ping seemed to feel the satisfaction of a conqueror. So, he reached out
and forcefully lifted Xiang Ping's jade feet off the ground. At this moment, Xiang Ping was like a mother monkey climbing a tree, her hands tightly wrapped around his
neck , her two pink legs tightly hooked around Zhou Ping's waist, her tender and smooth body tightly wrapped around Zhou Ping's body.
His thick and long penis stood high, inserted directly into her vagina. Zhou Ping's strong arms held her
smooth and tender jade buttocks, and his legs stood firmly on the ground.

"Oh...brother...good husband...this position...it's killing me...hum...thrust...
oh...big cock...oh...hum..."

Already burning with desire, Xiangping was further aroused by his special position and strong cock, becoming even more wanton and seductive
, her plump buttocks swaying up and down incessantly.

Because of Xiangping's delicate nature, each powerful downward thrust of her buttocks caused the large glans to press deep into her uterus, making her
face flush even redder, feeling a wave of pleasure wash over her, a blissful sensation that penetrated to her very bones.

"Oh...good...so good...so good...oh...I feel so good...so beautiful...oh...faster...
faster...I can't hold back anymore...hum...um..."

Seeing that Xiangping seemed about to climax again, Zhou Ping quickly embraced her delicate body and turned to walk towards the edge of the bed.

Reaching the bedside, he bent down, pressing his upper body against Xiangping's, lifting her plump buttocks high
into the air, and began thrusting vigorously. And the large glans was pressing against the center of her vagina, grinding, rubbing, and
rotating violently.

"Ugh... such a big cock... dear husband... little sister... I'm so happy... hmph... ah...
my flower is being rubbed so hard... oh... oh... I'm so happy... ah... ah..."

The large glans thrusting against her flower, the large cock thrusting hard into her vagina. All of this made Xiangping extremely
enjoy it. Her hair was disheveled, her face flushed, and she kept twisting from side to side, panting heavily, her hands tightly gripping
the sheets as if she wanted to tear them apart. That kind of seemingly unbearable yet charmingly seductive state made one's lust surge and one's soul fly
to the heavens .

Suddenly...

"Ouch... brother... hmph... ugh... sister can't... can't take it anymore... ugh... faster... faster
thrust harder... ouch... ouch... I'm going to cum... ah... I'm cumming... cumming... ugh... brother...
ah ah... ah..." Unable to withstand a deadly stimulation, Xiangping screamed a sharp sound like a pig being slaughtered.

Her whole body convulsed in spasms, her uterus contracted strongly, and waves of scalding vaginal fluid gushed
out .

Stimulated by the thick, hot vaginal fluid, Zhou Ping felt a tingling numbness in his lower back. He struggled a few more times,
his glans lower back contracted, and a gush of hot semen shot out from his glans, shooting
deep into Xiang Ping's core, causing her to moan repeatedly, her whole body going limp.

"Oh...oh...brother...you...came too...oh...um...so hot...so strong...
um...hum..."

After a period of intense pleasure, both were exhausted. Zhou Ping quickly got up, and after cleaning up, Xiang Ping,
having been with two men, fell asleep from exhaustion.

Zhou Ping wanted to go for a second round, but seeing that Xiang Ping was too tired to speak, he got out of bed,
left the bedroom, and returned to his own room to rest.

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

The rainy season has long since passed under the warm sunshine. Now, it's the hot month of May,
and the earth is full of vibrant new life.

Since Zhou Ping had consecutive affairs with his stepmother and sister, he has been able to satisfy his sexual desires in bed and fulfill
his sense of heroism, releasing years of pent-up frustration. However, given their mother-son relationship, Zhou Ping
always held Xiang Ping in awe, and because of his father, he dared not act recklessly .

Although Xiang Ping, after her intimate encounter with Zhou Ping, tasted his youthful vitality
and boundless energy, she became addicted to him and relentlessly pursued him. Zhou Ping, however, often politely refused her, because
at least he still had his sister, Qianru, and he dared not face public opinion, especially the future criticisms
of incest and adultery.

Today, it was another scorching hot day.

Zhou Ping, a student with nothing to do, habitually visited the First Café. As he entered
, Lin Youxiang greeted him with a welcoming smile.

"I've been waiting for you! I knew you'd come today!"

Lin Youxiang was a man in his thirties with dark skin and a thin face; he was also
a regular at the café.

This café, with its reasonable prices, elegant decor, and soothing atmosphere, often attracted
intellectuals who would quietly contemplate and listen to soft music. Several times, when the café was crowded, Zhou Ping and Lin Youxiang sat at the same table
and got to know each other.

After exchanging names, Lin Youxiang introduced himself as a painter, which Zhou Ping readily believed when he saw the ink stains on his fingernails
. After a few pleasant conversations at the same table, Zhou Ping and Lin Youxiang became fast friends. From then on, because
Lin Youxiang addressed him as "Big Brother."

"Hi! Brother Lin, long time no see."

Zhou Ping greeted Lin Youxiang as soon as he saw him, pulled out the chair next to him, and sat down.

"Brother Lin, you were waiting for me? Is there something you need?"

"Nothing much, I was just feeling bored today, so I came out for a walk by myself. I've been sitting here idly
for half a day, and then I remembered that you don't have class today, so I figured you would come, and that's why I was waiting for you here..."

Hearing this, Zhou Ping thought to himself that he had indeed told him that he didn't have class on Wednesdays and spent most of
his time at this coffee shop.

"Brother Lin, how many paintings have you finished recently?"

"I just finished two recently. Now that I'm done with them, I have some free time and want to rest for a while before painting again."

Zhou Ping and Lin Youxiang chatted like this, talking about all sorts of random things for a while, until the sounds
of horns gradually became louder. It was already past six o'clock, the sky was dim, and
the neon lights on both sides of the street illuminated the road with a colorful glow. The crowds of people were gradually increasing after work, everyone rushing to get back to
the warmth of their homes.

Lin Youxiang glanced at his watch on his left wrist, which was sealed with Zhou Ping's name, and said, "Zhou Ping, it's getting dark, let's go out for dinner together
!"

"Okay!"

Zhou Ping thought to himself that going home so early would make Qianru work overtime,
and he felt uncomfortable facing his stern father and lewd mother at home, so he readily agreed.

Lin Youxiang stood up, went to the counter to pay the bill, and then put his arm around Zhou Ping's shoulder. The two walked happily out of the coffee
shop and headed towards the Brothers Hotel.

Along the way, the two chatted amicably, with Lin Youxiang treating Zhou Ping like a close brother.

Entering the hotel, they went up to the second floor to the restaurant and sat down at a table near the stage. They ordered
a few dishes and a bottle of No. 2 whiskey. The waiter brought the food, and Lin Youxiang and Zhou Ping sat down at the table to
enjoy their meal.

"Zhou Ping! Have you ever had any experience touching a woman's skin?" Lin Youxiang suddenly asked a strange question.

Zhou Ping was stunned. He had already had sexual relations with two women, one was his sister, and the other was
his mother . Although they were not related by blood, the established relationship could not be erased.

After a moment of stunned silence, he stammered, unable to speak, and could only lower his head, pretending to look at his watch.

"Oh, it's 9:30!"

"Ha! Ha! Drinking and wasting time, almost made me miss something."

Lin Youxiang laughed loudly, also glancing at his watch, his face showing
an expression as if he suddenly remembered something he hadn't done.

"Brother Lin! What did you miss?" Zhou Ping saw his flustered expression and quickly asked with concern.

"Zhou Ping, to be honest, I have a girlfriend who is also a painter. We often collaborate on paintings, which she then
sells. Those paintings are very popular!" Lin Youxiang said proudly, a happy expression on his face.

Hearing this, Zhou Ping was very puzzled. Since their paintings sell so well, how could they be
unknown ?

"We had a very pleasant collaboration at the desk, so..."

"So what?!" Zhou Ping, seeing Lin Youxiang hesitate, quickly asked.

"So, naturally, we ended up in bed together! Tonight is the perfect time for a rendezvous with her!"
Lin Youxiang said, his face slightly flushed.

"Well then, please go ahead. I just wanted to see your work. If not today, we
can do it another day!"

"No! Let me finish. My girlfriend, her name is Fangzi, she's a Japanese woman, twenty-
three years old . Although her appearance is average, her skin is smooth and round, her curves are exquisite, she's quite attractive."

Hearing him say this, Zhou Ping felt it was getting increasingly absurd and quickly interjected, "Brother Lin! Are you drunk? She
's your girlfriend, even if she's attractive, why tell me?"

"No! Zhou Ping, there's more to this! Fangzi is very trendy and daring. She often loves the 'two horses in
one position' in bed, and over time it's become an addiction; she can't enjoy anything else."

Lin Youxiang picked up his wine glass, took a sip, and continued, "She repeatedly told me that whenever we
meet , I must bring an assistant! I think you're very suitable, and we get along very well, so I'd like to ask you
for a helping hand. Actually, you can also enjoy this unusual experience, so why not? Fangzi might have some leftover
paper on hand; you can take a look too!"

"Hey! Brother Lin! You've been talking for so long, and I still don't know what 'two horses in one position' means?"

"Two men on the same stake means two men serving one woman simultaneously!"

Zhou Ping, a man with sexual experience, understood immediately after a moment's thought, but hearing
this for the first time, he couldn't help but feel uneasy.

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