Neighborhood Anchor - Zhang Jiaru

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"Welcome! Feel free to try anything you like!" A woman with shoulder-length black hair tinged with brown was wearing a pure white off-the-shoulder dress, revealing her fair shoulders, and white flat casual shoes. Her elegant, slightly sexy style clashed somewhat with the fashionable and dynamic sportswear displayed on the shelves. "I can help you with anything. Is there anything you're looking for?" A female shop assistant with a ponytail and wearing sportswear approached the long-haired woman, speaking warmly and attentively. The woman looked up at the sportswear, then took a package wrapped in a large leather envelope from her light black shoulder bag and handed it to the shop assistant, saying, "Could you please give this to your manager?" The shop assistant looked at the woman with some confusion, feeling she looked familiar but not quite sure. She took the envelope and went inside, while the woman continued looking at the sportswear displayed on the shelves. Not long after, a man in a blue suit and white leather sneakers hurried out and approached the woman. "I'm so sorry to have troubled you to come in person." "It's alright, I was just taking the opportunity to do some shopping. I should be thanking you, Manager Cai." "Please come inside and sit down." "Thank you." The woman followed Manager Cai into the office. Manager Cai personally poured her a cup of herbal tea. "I'm sorry, I didn't know you were coming. I didn't prepare any hand-drip coffee for you." "It's alright, it's alright, Manager Cai, you don't need to be so polite. I should be the one bothering you so late. You're about to leave work at this hour." The woman picked up the herbal tea and said. "I just happened to have some things to take care of. I don't have to leave work so early," Manager Cai said with a smile. "I was thinking of going for a workout before coming over, but I wasn't sure if you'd already been off work, so I thought I'd try my luck." "I just finished some rather tedious tasks and was just about to wrap things up. How about this, Ms. Han, would you like to wait a moment while I tidy up? I'd like to treat you to a meal, how about that? I recently discovered a really good restaurant." "Well, this might not be appropriate in private, things are a bit tense lately, Manager Cai. Why don't you apply now? It usually comes through quickly, especially at this time of year, it should be approved soon." The woman, Han Peiying, said with a slight smile. "Oh, okay then, I'll apply right away." Manager Cai picked up her phone, swiped and tapped a few times on the screen, then put it away. Han Peiying asked with a smile, "Will I be bothering you here?" "No, no, it's alright, please don't feel uncomfortable," Manager Cai said. Just a few minutes later, before Manager Cai had even finished tidying up, Han Peiying's phone beeped. Han Peiying and Manager Cai exchanged a smile. Han Peiying picked up her phone, swiped open the notification, and glanced at the contract: "Manager Cai, actually, I came today because I wanted to discuss something with you, or even ask for your help. How about this, a 20% discount, what do you think?" "Helping Anchor Han is my honor, how could I dare?" "It's alright, I'll just change the price and send it." After saying that, Han Peiying changed the amount on the screen and pressed send. A short while later, Manager Cai's phone beeped again. Han Peiying said, "No need to look anymore, let's go!" Manager Cai led Han Peiying to a Japanese restaurant without a menu. Perhaps because meals there started at tens of thousands of yen, there weren't many customers. The waiter briefly inquired about any dietary restrictions Han Peiying and Manager Cai might have before leaving. "The atmosphere of this restaurant is different just from the moment you walk in," Han Peiying said. "Yes, this place isn't for just anyone. It's known for its very private rooms. There are only five private rooms in the whole place, which means it can only accommodate a maximum of five groups of guests at a time, and there's absolutely no time limit for dining," Manager Cai said. "If it weren't for the fact that a set meal starts at tens of thousands of dollars, it probably wouldn't have gone out of business in three months." "They don't accept reservations here, and there's no on-site queuing. They only accept you if you call in ten minutes in advance." "So arrogant! If the food isn't good, you're doomed," Han Peiying said with a laugh. The appetizers and soup arrived quickly, and the meal was already about a third of the way through. Manager Cai then asked, "By the way, Anchor Han, you said you needed my help with something. What is it?" Han Peiying put down her black chopsticks, took an envelope from her small shoulder bag, and handed it to Manager Cai. "Manager Cai, you must have received the contracts from the conference's partner vendors a few days ago. Please take good care of the outfits for this event." Manager Cai took out a stack of papers from the envelope. Cai Jingli glanced at them and immediately looked at Han Peiying with a shocked expression, while Han Peiying casually picked up her genmaicha (roasted brown rice tea) and took a sip. "If things go well, Manager Cai, you can easily negotiate with whoever you want. I remember you seem to quite like Cai Shanghua." As if by magic, Manager Cai's eyes lit up the moment Han Peiying mentioned Cai Shanghua's name. Han Peiying smiled slightly. "Manager Cai, this meal has been delicious so far, hasn't it?" Manager Cai nodded and then looked down at the documents in his hand. After finishing the dessert, Han Peiying asked, "Manager Cai, where are we going later?" "There's a small apartment building in the alley across the street. We'll go there later to discuss the contents of this document more thoroughly," Manager Cai said with a slightly lewd smile. Han Peiying didn't seem to care, as if she was already used to men's expressions and gazes like that. To Han Peiying, these were just small sacrifices to achieve her goals. Actually, they weren't really sacrifices. After that heart-wrenching, excruciating night of crying after entering this circle, Han Peiying had long since stopped caring about such trivial matters. But one thing remained lingering in Han Peiying's mind, something she herself couldn't understand why she cared so much about. Dim light spilled into the small room, and a captivating fragrance and a slight warmth emanated from the concealed air conditioning vents. Sofa, coffee table, TV screen—almost everything imaginable was there. Behind a partition wall was another small room containing a dressing table and a velvet chair. A large oval mirror had advanced dimming and clarity technology, appearing blurry when not in use. Next to the dressing table were two simple wardrobes filled with basic clothing. The most important element of the room was a large bed, flanked by two double-tiered bedside tables. Manager Cai lay naked on the bed, his arms and legs spread wide but still unable to touch the edge. His flat physique lacked defined muscle lines, but compared to other men his age, the absence of a large beer belly was a significant advantage. A woman climbed up from the foot of the bed—Han Peiying, still wearing a strapless light green bra and thong. She crawled between Manager Cai's legs and saw his erect penis, which slanted upwards. Han Peiying couldn't help but smile. Han Peiying's right hand grasped Manager Cai's penis. Manager Cai trembled slightly. Han Peiying let out a soft "Ha," and then gently stroked Manager Cai's penis up and down. Han Peiying felt every raised vein on Manager Cai's penis, felt every tremor of Manager Cai's body. Han Peiying slowly stroked Manager Cai's penis, but the slow strokes gave Manager Cai a continuous, not intense, but relentless pleasure, like having pebbles in his shoe. The pleasure pierced Manager Cai's brain, and his breathing became heavier and heavier. "Ohhhhhhh! Such amazing technique! So comfortable! I can't hold back! Ugh! Too fast!" Han Peiying suddenly increased the speed at which she stroked Manager Cai's penis with her right hand. Not only did she stroke it, but she also dripped drop after drop of saliva onto Manager Cai's erect penis. The opening of the glans, opening and closing with each breath, was like ice water compared to the penis, which had become hot from the stroke. The moment the saliva dripped onto Manager Cai's penis opening, it stimulated him so much that he trembled all over. Han Peiying suddenly pinched Manager Cai's penis, then suddenly released it, then suddenly pinched it again. Having already grasped Manager Cai's sensitive spots, Han Peiying deliberately teased him with these pinches and releases. Manager Cai's hands, which were lying flat on the bed, gradually gripped the sheets. "Finally, finally, finally it's inside your pussy! Anchor Han Peiying! I've been thinking all night about how to make love to you! Your pussy is so tight, so tight!" "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh... Manager Cai, Manager Cai, your cock, your cock is so big... so big, oh ... "Hmm... It's so big, so big! Ohhhhh, it hurts so much, it hurts so much, ahhhhh... Ahhhhh, it's coming again, ahhhhhh... It's being stretched open again, ahhhhhh..." "Hahahaha! This is really challenging! Ohhhhhh! It's so challenging, so challenging! It feels so good, so good! This kind of little hole!" "Ohhhhhh, ohhhh, ohhhh, ohhhh... Manager Cai, Manager Cai, don't do this, don't do this to Peiying... don't do this to Peiying's little hole.""Ahhhhh... It's going to break, it's going to break..." "Ohhhhhhh! There's actually such a way of exercising! Han Peiying, your little hole can even move like this! Suddenly tightening my penis! That's great!" "Ahhhhhh no no no ahhhhhh... Peiying Peiying feels like it's coming, it's coming ahhhhhh... Ohhhhhhhh, it's coming, come drink ahhhhhhh... So good so good so good so good ahhhhhhhhhh..." Han Peiying's hands gripped the soft pillow as if she wanted to deform it. Her eyebrows were furrowed, her beautiful eyes were half-closed, and her lips, which were covered with light pink lip gloss, were slightly open. From her slightly open lips, Han Peiying kept emitting seductive and alluring moans. With her legs bent like two mountains, Manager Cai's hands clenched into fists, bracing himself on either side of Han Peiying's waist on the bed. His still-strong waist swayed back and forth, his penis, swollen to its maximum size from Han Peiying's ministrations, thrusting in and out of her vagina again and again. Listening to Han Peiying's moans and cries, Manager Cai was convinced that his penis was repeatedly giving her a tearing, pleasurable sensation. But for Han Peiying, Manager Cai's penis only provided a slight sensation, not the intense pleasure described in her moans. However, Han Peiying intended to give Manager Cai a wonderful memory tonight, so as to ensure that Manager Cai would do a good job of helping her with the matter she asked him to do. After Manager Cai turned Han Peiying over, lifted her 33-inch perky buttocks, and thrust into her from behind in the previous prone position, Han Peiying suddenly consciously tightened the walls of her vagina where the penis was being thrust in and out. Instantly, Manager Cai's penis was clearly tightly gripped. At this moment, Manager Cai also reached a level of 100% swelling that he could not achieve on his own. The price of the explosion of pleasure was that after fifty thrusts, he had to pull his penis out of Han Peiying's vagina and spray a bunch of semen on Han Peiying's back. Tonight, under the same sky that Han Peiying had arranged beforehand, in a high-end hotel, a woman with medium-length black hair wore a specially made black patent leather SM queen outfit. The high-necked, sleeveless patent leather dress resembled a modified cheongsam, but with a large circular cutout at the chest, revealing her snow-white skin and, despite only having a 30A bust, a shallow cleavage thanks to the lining. However, despite the imperfection in her chest, it couldn't conceal the woman's alluring figure beneath the black patent leather SM queen outfit. At 155 cm tall, with a 30A-2333 physique, her slender frame seemed incongruous with the imposing, queenly aura she exuded. Wearing black chunky-heeled patent leather boots, the woman's right foot rested on the chest of a man lying on the bed, his hands and feet bound to the headboard and footboard. "Wang Dalu, what do you want?" the woman asked. "I...I...I want Zhang Jiaru's favor..." Wang Dalu, lying on the bed, stammered. "Crack!" A black patent leather whip lashed across Wang Dalu's well-defined six-pack abs. Wang Dalu kept his mouth tightly shut, afraid to make a sound. "Calling me by my name? Wang Dalu, do you want to die? Is this how my cousins taught you?" The woman, Zhang Jiaru, not only whipped Wang Dalu but also twirled the heel of her high heel, intensifying his pain. "Your Majesty...Your Majesty...This servant deserves to die...This servant deserves to die...Please punish me, Your Majesty..." Wang Dalu said in a trembling voice. "You're smart enough to know your place!" Zhang Jiaru said as she squatted down, pinching Wang Dalu's nipple with her left hand and touching his face with her right. "The favor you want, this queen will give you, but are you prepared to repay this queen?" "This servant is ready... alright..." Zhang Jiaru smiled slightly, released her hand from Wang Dalu's nipple, and then kissed him on the cheek. "Hehehe... not bad, not bad, you're in a very good mood today... ah ah ah... feeling great, you damn servant, you're making me feel great..." Zhang Jiaru straddled Wang Dalu's waist, her back to him, and grabbed his erect penis with her left hand. She slowly squatted down, feeling his penis slowly penetrate her pubic hair, then part her labia, and finally slowly enter her queen's cave. "Ugh... Oh, not bad, not bad feeling... Wang Dalu, you slave, you slave... Ugh... Yes, don't get smaller..." Zhang Jiaru placed her hands on her knees and slowly moved her body up and down. The range of motion was not large, at most making Wang Dalu's penis, which was originally not visible at all, less than one-fifth of the way out. Zhang Jiaru wanted to clearly use her queen cave to properly experience Wang Dalu's penis. "Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh ha ha ha ha ha... It's changed again! Who gave you permission to get bigger again? You slave, you slave... Damn slave..." Although Wang Dalu wasn't a masochist, he was quite happy to be trained by a beauty like Zhang Jiaru. Moreover, Wang Dalu already had experience being trained by Zhang Jiaru's cousins, so he was just being subjected to the same thing. However, the stimulation of being enveloped by Zhang Jiaru's queen's hole caused Wang Dalu's penis, which was only 50% swollen, to instantly reach more than 70%. "Oh wow wow wow wow wow wow... Not bad, not bad... Wang Dalu, you slave... Oh wow hmm ... "Hmm... Where do you feel anything... I... I... I..." "My penis feels so good... Oh... Your Majesty... Your Majesty... I... I... So good ... But matters of love between men and women are never so simple. Wang Dalu initially thought he could control himself somewhat, but amidst the lewd banter with Zhang Jiaru, his slightly awakened masochistic tendencies stirred once more. This stirring of desire not only made Wang Dalu's mouth dry but also caused his penis to swell even more. This swelling of Wang Dalu's penis also affected Zhang Jiaru's rising and falling movements. With each rise and fall, Zhang Jiaru felt the sensation of Wang Dalu's penis piercing her queen's orifice becoming increasingly unbearable. Just as Wang Dalu wasn't a masochist, Zhang Jiaru herself wasn't always the queen, which was one of the reasons why she was unwilling to confront Wang Dalu directly. "Oh oh ... "Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh... Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty's grace is so wonderful..." "You damned servant... Oh oh ... "Oh oh oh oh en eng hmph hmph hmph... en hmph hmph hahaha en hmph hmph... en hmph ...The shaking of Wang Dalu's penis inside the Queen's Cave intensified the stimulation to Zhang Jiaru's vaginal walls. "Oh... Your Majesty... Your Majesty... This servant... This servant feels so good... Oh... Your Majesty feels so good... Ahhhhhh..." "You bastard servant... Oh... Well done... This Queen is very happy today... Ahhh... I'll let you speak rudely just this once..." "Thank you, thank you for your grace, Your Majesty... Ahhhhhhh... Your Majesty... This servant... This servant is about to lose it..." After shaking the penis a few more times, the Queen's Cave spat out Wang Dalu's penis. Zhang Jiaru grabbed Wang Dalu's penis and squeezed it hard a few times. Wang Dalu shouted and ejaculated, some of which sprayed onto Zhang Jiaru's black patent leather SM queen outfit. "Jiaru!" "Sister Shuli! Good morning!" Zhang Jiaru greeted Wang Shuli, the cross-platform anchor who was walking towards her, with a smile."Wait a minute, do you want to cooperate with me?" Wang Shuli asked with a smile. "Oh, Sister Shuli, what ideas do you have today?" Zhang Jiaru asked back with a smile. "Recently, I saw some netizens commenting that they really like our jokes. Although sometimes the jokes are quite lame, the netizens said they are quite refreshing," Wang Shuli pulled up a chair, sat down, and said. "I've also received such comments. I was just about to find an opportunity to tell you, Sister Shuli, but I didn't expect you to beat me to it." "So what if I beat you to it? You young people are better at using computers than I am. Let me have my way this time." As she spoke, Wang Shuli nudged Zhang Jiaru with her elbow. "No, it's just that I feel it's very unprofessional, and it seems like I have to have a senior tell me. I feel like I'm neglecting my duty," Zhang Jiaru said, scratching her head. "Don't be so petty with me. Here, this is the script we ordered. Take a look and see if there's anything we can change, or add a joke," Wang Shuli said, showing half of the paper to Zhang Jiaru. "Is this okay? Won't the director object later?" Zhang Jiaru asked softly. "Don't worry, the director just follows orders from above. Whatever they say, the director does. For example, I heard that some of Yu Shu's camera movements seem to have changed because the higher-ups said they wanted to show more of Yu Shu's beautiful legs. As soon as the director received this news, he immediately told Yu Shu's cameraman to change the camera movements," Wang Shuli lowered her voice as well. "Really? Is that true?" Zhang Jiaru said in shock. "What? You didn't know? I thought you did," Wang Shuli raised an eyebrow and asked. "How would I know about this?" Zhang Jiaru looked at Wang Shuli suspiciously. "I remember when that big shot first came in, you two seemed quite close, and you even seemed to have a good relationship. But I don't know why he was later transferred to Yu-Shu's team, and even became Yu-Shu's personal photographer." Zhang Jia-Ru shrugged: "I only worked with that big shot before, but now we're assigned to different time slots, and we don't interact as much. To be honest, Sister Shu-Li, I haven't seen him in a long time." "Is that so? Anyway, let's quickly think of a place to insert a joke to maintain our ratings, otherwise it won't be good if Zhang Ya-Ting from CTi catches up!" After successfully finishing the morning news broadcast, Zhang Jia-Ru planned to go to a coffee shop to spend some relaxing time while everyone else was busy. As Zhang Jia-Ru walked down the street, a voice suddenly came from behind: "It's anchor Wu Yu-Shu!" For Zhang Jia-Ru, this kind of thing was really commonplace, and usually Zhang Jia-Ru could predict what would happen next. As Zhang Jiaru expected, the person who had spoken earlier ran up from behind and said, "Ms. Wu Yushu..." "You seem to have mistaken me for someone else!" Zhang Jiaru said with her usual smile. "Sorry, Ms. Zhang Jiaru, I only caught a glimpse of you," the person said, scratching their head, a little embarrassed. "It's alright, I'm used to it, and I feel quite honored!" Zhang Jiaru said with a smile. "Can I take a picture with you?" the person asked. Zhang Jiaru nodded, "Of course." Zhang Jiaru naturally took a picture with the person, and then they went their separate ways. However, with each step she took, the unpleasantness in Zhang Jiaru's heart increased, accumulating little by little. Meanwhile, in the coffee shop that Zhang Jiaru was heading to, Chen Haiyin and Han Peiying were sitting face to face. "I already settled things with Manager Cai for the clothing department yesterday," Han Peiying said. Chen Haiyin smiled slightly: "Thank you for your hard work." "But I have a condition, Sister Haiyin. I promise him that after it's done, I'll let him talk to Shang Hua." "It's okay, I'll talk to Shang Hua later." Chen Haiyin nodded. "What about the resource suppliers, Sister Haiyin? Do you have any plans? Are you going? Or do you have other arrangements?" Han Peiying asked. "What do you think? This time I'm letting you make all the arrangements. Even if you ask me to go, I have no problem." "Sister Haiyin, that time during the New Year might really have been an accident." Han Peiying said. "How could that be? It doesn't look like an accident to me at all. I can't forget that crushing defeat. Just like that time in 2011, it all seemed pre-planned. That bitch must have done something." Chen Haiyin became more and more angry as she spoke. Han Peiying shook her head: "Sister Haiyin, don't be angry. Getting angry will only give him more opportunities to make a fool of himself. Rather than letting him laugh at us, it's better to be strong and protect ourselves. Sister Haiyin, you have your advantages, and I have my plans. Besides, we have two people helping us build relationships. No matter how you look at it, our chances of winning are much higher." "Yan Min and Qianping have indeed tried their best to help me, but it seems like it's not enough. It feels like we've missed something, and many things have been beaten to it." "Speaking of which," Han Peiying took a sip of her mocha, "Sister Haiyin, I have an idea, you..." "Want to hear?" "What's your idea?" "I want Liu Hanzhu to go to the resource supplier." Chen Haiyin raised an eyebrow: "Hey Peiying, you were there last time, you heard Liu Hanzhu tell us about that bitch's side, why don't you trust him?" "Sister Haiyin, that's true, but when I think back, although Liu Hanzhu seems to have leaked information to us many times, it doesn't seem to be that important information. On the contrary, sometimes our key points are snatched away, and he seems to be involved in those cases." Han Peiying looked at Chen Haiyin seriously and said. "I don't know how to refute you now, anyway, I've already handed it over to you, so just do as you say." Chen Haiyin nodded. Han Peiying didn't say anything more, but she had another plan in mind. Just then, Zhang Jiaru arrived. As soon as Zhang Jiaru saw Chen Haiyin and Han Peiying, she walked over. "Sister Haiyin, Sister Peiying," Zhang Jiaru greeted them with a smile. "Jiaru, you've worked hard," Han Peiying said with a smile. "Have you ordered yet?" Chen Haiyin asked. "Not yet, wait a moment, I'll go order," Zhang Jiaru said. After ordering a latte and French toast, she returned with the food. Han Peiying said, "Seeing Jiaru reminded me of something." "What is it?" Zhang Jiaru asked. Han Peiying looked at Chen Haiyin: "Last week I saw them choose someone named Zeng Lingyuan. Haiyin, we haven't chosen yet, right?" "Yes, not yet. I haven't thought of who to ask," Chen Haiyin said. "I remember Jiaru was quite troubled by him, so why don't we ask Jiaru?" "Wait, wait, wait, what do you want to ask me for?" Zhang Jiaru asked. Chen Haiyin picked up her phone and handed it to Zhang Jiaru. Zhang Jiaru looked at it, looked up, and said with some doubt, "Can I really do it? I don't exercise very often." "Don't worry, there will be special training courses, and we've made some arrangements beforehand so it won't be too difficult for you," Han Peiying said. "Okay, I understand, Sister Haiyin, I'll participate!" Zhang Jiaru said. "What! You're going to participate in that!" One of Zhang Jiaru's cousins, Little S, said in surprise. "Yes," Zhang Jiaru nodded and said. "Are you out of your mind, or do you just want to be famous? If you want to be famous, we'll help you," Little S said boldly. "I guess Jiaru isn't for those reasons. Jiaru doesn't seem like that kind of person," said another of Zhang Jiaru's cousins, Big S. "Otherwise what? There are men you can use, and money you can make. Why would you do that instead?" Little S said. Zhang Jiaru shook her head: "Sister, I have my own reasons, but this is just a little private matter. You two don't need to worry about it." Big S nodded: "I understand. I won't ask about it anymore." "That won't do, Jiaru. Do you usually do any sports?" Little S still pressed. "Don't worry, the organizers have given me a training schedule, and I have connections. Relax," Zhang Jiaru said with a smile. "Yes, Xidi, Jiaru said so," Xiao S shook her head, "No, no, we must give Jiaru a boost, we absolutely have to replenish her yin and yang, let me take a look." Xiao S picked up her phone and looked at it: "Jiaru, how about Qiu Ze? He looks like he's easy to torture." "Cousin," Zhang Jiaru called out with a smile. "Looks like she agreed, then go and get ready, we'll be in the same room later, I'll prepare for you." "What about you two, cousin?" Zhang Jiaru asked back. "Don't worry about us, we're definitely much better at having fun than you," Da S said with a smile. In a room of a high-end hotel, a handsome man with a pair of charming eyes, Qiu Ze, was sitting in a single chair, but upon closer inspection, it could be seen that Qiu Ze's hands were taped to the armrests of the single chair with black tape, and his feet were tied to the chair legs with hemp rope, his body was naked, wearing only a white pair of briefs. Beside the armchair sat a large jug of water, but the water in the jug, which resembled a transparent vase, wasn't the clear, transparent water of ordinary water; instead, it was murky and somewhat viscous. The door opened, and Zhang Jiaru walked in, wearing the broadcasting uniform she'd borrowed from Dean that morning: a straight-line blue striped lace blouse, a light blue high-waisted pencil skirt, and black stiletto heels. Zhang Jiaru exuded a fresh yet professional aura. Zhang Jiaru walked up to Qiu Ze and touched his face with her left hand: "A pretty boy like you...""You probably don't get bullied by girls very often, right?" "I..." Qiu Ze started to speak, but Zhang Jiaru pressed her finger to his lips: "I won't make you suffer too much. As long as you behave well as this queen's servant, I will naturally bestow favors upon you." After saying that, Zhang Jiaru's hand slid down Qiu Ze's face, her long nails scraping from Qiu Ze's chin down his neck, chest muscles, abdomen, and finally stopping at Qiu Ze's bulging genitals. Zhang Jiaru poked Qiu Ze's genitals with her finger: "Looks pretty good, quite fleshy." "Ugh... Queen... Queen..." Qiu Ze groaned. Zhang Jiaru smiled slightly, removed her fingers, and then, facing Qiu Ze, took off her tight skirt, revealing black panties. Qiu Ze blushed slightly. Suddenly, Zhang Jiaru raised her right foot and stepped on Qiu Ze's stomach. Qiu Ze cried out, "Ahhhhhh... It hurts so much... Queen, Queen..." "You lecherous slave, why are you blushing when I'm just taking off my skirt?" "I wouldn't dare... This slave wouldn't dare..." Zhang Jiaru lowered her right foot, then took off her shirt, revealing a black bra on her 30A breasts. However, for some reason, Qiu Ze's face turned even redder. Zhang Jiaru pinched Qiu Ze's nipples with both hands. "Ohh ... Zhang Jiaru picked up the kettle next to the armchair: "Qiu Ze, did you just take a bath?" "This servant obeys Your Majesty's orders, this servant did not take a bath," Qiu Ze said. "Then this Queen will give you a bath." After saying that, Zhang Jiaru poured the lubricant from the kettle onto Qiu Ze's body, all the way down to his feet, and even gave his genitals a special rinse, causing Qiu Ze's body to tremble. After pouring out the entire kettle of lubricant, Zhang Jiaru casually threw the kettle onto the carpeted floor. Zhang Jiaru said, "That makes you much cleaner." "Thank you, Your Majesty, thank you, Your Majesty, for cleansing this servant," Qiu Ze said in a trembling voice. "Have you brushed your teeth?" Zhang Jiaru asked again. "This servant obeys Your Majesty's orders, this servant has already brushed his teeth," Qiu Ze replied. "Very good, this queen has been to the toilet ten times today and is feeling a bit dirty. You'll be in charge of licking this queen clean." With that, Zhang Jiaru took off her panties and high heels, stepped onto Qiu Ze's thighs, grabbed the back of the armchair with one hand, and used the other to press Qiu Ze's head towards her, pressing his mouth directly against her vulva. Qiu Ze kissed Zhang Jiaru's labia with his mouth, his tongue entering her vulva, moving in and out, even swirling and licking her labia. Zhang Jiaru felt a stimulating sensation and involuntarily cried out, "Mmm... Oh... Not bad... You, this slave, actually know how to clean... Oh... Mmm... Very good... That's it... Continue..." Zhang Jiaru's waist began to twist and sway back and forth, even using her thighs to push against Qiu Ze's head, allowing Qiu Ze's kisses and licks to cover a wider area. The stimulation and pleasure that Zhang Jiaru felt in her body grew stronger and stronger: "Ugh... oh oh oh oh... oh oh oh oh... very good... well done... this queen... this queen... will give you, this slave, a very, very good favor..." After getting off Qiu Ze, Zhang Jiaru picked up the scissors she had prepared in advance and cut open Qiu Ze's originally pure white briefs, which had become slightly black due to the lubricant and were completely stuck to Qiu Ze's penis. Qiu Ze's penis instantly broke free from the restraint of the briefs and stood out. Zhang Jiaru gently grasped Qiu Ze's penis with her left hand, causing Qiu Ze's body to tremble again. Zhang Jiaru said, "You damned servant, you tremble like this just from being touched by this queen. It seems you're not mentally prepared to receive this queen's favor!" "No, no...no, no...this servant wants...this servant wants the queen's favor...this servant is mentally prepared to offer my body to the queen in exchange for her favor..." Zhang Jiaru's left hand, which was holding Qiu Ze's penis, suddenly squeezed it harder, and Qiu Ze cried out, "Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah...uh ah ah ah ah ah...uh ah ah ah ah ah ah...so comfortable..." "It feels so good... Your Majesty's grip feels so good on me..." "You shameless servant, shouldn't you be yelling that it hurts?" "Everything Your Majesty does to me is a blessing... It feels so good... It doesn't hurt at all..." After Zhang Jiaru squeezed and released dozens of times, Qiu Ze's penis became red and swollen. From Qiu Ze's cries and trembling, Zhang Jiaru could tell that Qiu Ze's penis probably wanted to be enveloped and stimulated. At the same time, Zhang Jiaru herself had also teased the handsome Qiu Ze to the point that she was burning with desire. Zhang Jiaru, with her back to Qiu Ze, grabbed his swollen penis with her left hand. She slowly lowered herself onto the ground, her vagina first enveloping the head of his penis, then the shaft, and finally completely covering it. "Mmm...you're quite energetic, my servant...oh...this huge thing is all for me..." "Oh...oh...oh...oh...Your Majesty...this servant feels so good...I love the feeling of being bestowed with grace by Your Majesty...ah...ah..." Zhang Jiaru's legs were together, her hands resting on Qiu Ze's knees, which were tied to the chair. She slowly moved her body up and down. Because a third of the lubricant was poured onto Qiu Ze's crotch, a white line appeared between Zhang Jiaru's buttocks and Qiu Ze's crotch every time she stood up. "Oh my god, Your Majesty, Your Majesty... Ugh, ugh, ugh, ah, this servant, this servant feels so good, this servant feels so comfortable, ah ah ah ah... Oh my god, oh my god..." "You servant... Ugh, umm, hehe, you even offered such a big one to this queen... Oh my god, umm, ugh, ugh... Damn it, damn it... This queen won't feel anything so quickly..." Zhang Jiaru's 33-inch buttocks rose and fell faster and faster under Qiu Ze's crotch. In addition to the "slap! slap! slap!" sound of flesh colliding with flesh, there was also the "splish! splish! splish!" sound of lubricant, which sounded particularly lewd. "Ah, so good, so good, so good... Your Majesty, Your Majesty... This servant, this servant, feels so good... Oh, oh, umm, hum... The feeling of being enveloped... So good, oh, oh, hum... Who allowed you to feel this good... Oh, oh, umm, hum... Damn it, damn it, oh, you damn servant making me moan like this... This queen, this queen also... Oh, oh, umm, hum... hum..." Zhang Jiaru's buttocks rose and fell with increasing distance. When she rose, Qiu Ze's entire penis could almost be seen. When she fell, not a single part of it could be seen. Zhang Jiaru's expression became increasingly hazy, her brows furrowed tightly together. Zhang Jiaru couldn't help but wonder how her two older cousins managed to subdue so many men. Zhang Jiaru stepped on Qiu Ze's thigh, facing him, but deliberately buried his face in her small breasts, which were only 30A cup size. Perhaps her purpose was to prevent Qiu Ze from seeing her dreamlike expression of enjoyment during sex. "Ugh... ugh... you slave... you slave... ugh... good job... good job... oh... such a big one for this queen... oh... this queen is very happy..." Qiu Ze's face rubbed against Zhang Jiaru's small breasts, increasing her pleasure, and her swaying movements became faster and faster. Qiu Ze's penis was constantly stimulated by Zhang Jiaru's queenly orifice. "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty... This servant... This servant can't take it anymore... This servant is so happy I can't hold back anymore, ahhhhh... Ohhhh... I'm going to come, Your Majesty, this servant... I'm going to come, ahhhhhh..." "Damn servant... Ahhhhhhhh... For the sake of making this queen feel good... I'll let you come, ahh ...

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